Why does my shadow mock me?
Everything I do, it does the same,
Very ghostly and crafty,
I have to do something to throw it off aim.

How could something so void be full of life?
Just like me it moves and speaks,
Unlike me it doesn't feel the same strife,
Just like me it peaks.

I'm not mocking, I'm showing you,
Everything you do I imitate
I have nothing else to do.