Had a shadow
Had a crowd
Yes I am loud but
I am afraid,
Voice raised and eternal
Praise, sold planners for
Better dinners, a mulled over
Mule he was, living dull but
More like a shadow that has
Not left,
Immaturity follows the image
Of me, from afar are those
Looks You give, longer
And softer is the love
That outweighs the weather,
I am called upon to change
History, the story of what was
Written for me,
Shadow power
Come to me,
Dead to rise when I
Walk past them,
Show me again and to
Them just how good you are