Dissecting a part of me

Here I am, in front of myself
Trying to recognize me
What I am to myself
What I am to the rest
Am I the shadow of myself
Or the shadow belongs to me
Wisdom of mine, may set this shadow free
Some days I cast my shadow
Some days my shadow possess me.
I wonder, why can’t we have the same vision
Me, and the shadow,
Though we have the same pair of eyes
I wonder, do shadow knows my thoughts
At the time when I possess it

The same shadow taught me a lesson
At the time of light, it was with me
In dark, it disappeared.
Forever is relative.
Am I the shadow of myself
Or the shadow belongs to me


(Circumstances: Wish to express something in the day when I am born, though it is not the same year.
This probably can’t be the Love poem but my shadow loves me, it’s the only reason I categorized it in this section.)