My Soul...
I look to my side, there are nothing…
I look to other side, there are nothing…
I look in front of me, there are nothing…
The only thing which I have around is my soul.
A soul that scare me…
I turn on the light…
I look back, I can see a shadow…
I look to my side, I can see a shadow…
I look to the other side, I can see a shadow…
I look in front of me, I can still see a shadow…
The only thing which I still have around is my soul.
A soul that calm me down when I feel it.
I turn off the light again…
I turn from side to side, I only see the shadow…
I went up and begin to walk around, I still see the shadow…
I change room, enter a dark room, I see the shadow there too…
I walk back and lay down, the shadow is there still…
The thing which have followed me around is my soul.
A soul that have done so I’m nervous and anxious.
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