I hear foot steps, when no ones there...
I see a shadow next to mine but I am the only one around...
I hear a cough then a sneeze but I'm not sick I'm fine...
I hear talking in complete silence then complete silence when I'm talking...

Is someone there hello but nothing no reply...
Who's that person following me I can barely make out his face...
He's my built walks similar yet remains unrecognisable even as I approach him...
the closer I get the farther he moves yet the farther away I am...
the quicker he catches up to me...who is that...

Seconds past which twist away years of lies, deceitfulness and falsity...
Mirrors crack as if a slap in the face for comments unintentionally perversed, sweet nothings seeming to charm even truth in to believing I am who I am...

Those foot steps mine but I don't walk that way anymore...I forgot how
The shadows mine as well but the timing is off...I am no longer there
The coughing and sneezing leads me to believe only one thing...I am sick of who I've become
And the complete silence...well even I don't want to listen to anymore of my lies