We are the shadows left behind. The darkened faces no one sees.
Forbidden to speak, forbidden to dream.
You don’t see us, never give us thought.
Don’t know our true colors. All you see are black, lifeless dots.
The children of lost hope and stolen days. Of harassing words and abusive ways.
We are broken and clumsily assembled together again. Fearful of the haunting images and breath of evil men.
We are the faces that only we see in a crowd. United by actions I won’t repeat now. Family in seclusion, individually colored in every hue. Desiring to be normal, and feel more like you. We are the children stuck in time, fighting to move out of a shadows line.
We filter the truth so all you see, is the outlying edges and a single dimension of who we are. We remain a step behind, miles behind, but never far.
Our motions are predictable, mimicking life ahead.
What you never see, we will always be. Simply following wherever led.