I am not a hypocrite
I am something worse
I am insignificant
I am a hypocrite's shadow
Effortlessly and instinctively following the commands of the body
Like a puppet with strings
But no,
A puppet has no control
It is but a shell that conveys what the master desires
I am no puppet
For even a body occasionally stops to look at the shadow
But I refuse to be independent
Hesitant to change
Silently hoping and praying
That one day the body will look back
And the shadow won't do the same
I am something worse
I am insignificant
I am a hypocrite's shadow
Effortlessly and instinctively following the commands of the body
Like a puppet with strings
But no,
A puppet has no control
It is but a shell that conveys what the master desires
I am no puppet
For even a body occasionally stops to look at the shadow
But I refuse to be independent
Hesitant to change
Silently hoping and praying
That one day the body will look back
And the shadow won't do the same