• This is me,
    a shadow in the world.
    To some I am invisible,
    to others I am clear.
    As the world changes,
    I stay the same.
    I go by many names,
    I have many sides.
    I am like a book, chained and locked,
    only to be opened by a special person.
    Although I have lost many pages,
    torn, beat, and tossed aside,
    I still wait upon my shelf,
    for my true keeper to arive.