Shadow

I was once here So easy to see So easy to touch As you thought nothing of it when you ran your fingers across my skin With love With a smile It wasn't a privilege to be real Life was not a gift it was just normal I was suppose to be here To be living It was my right But what was mine was meaningless to someone else As they thought nothing of it when they held their knee across my back brailing the Concretes' pattern onto my chest as the rest of my body silenced on the street There I was So easy to see So easy to touch