I thought I had escaped 
My tracts, I thought I cleared 
But again, you are here. 

Everywhere I go, I see you 
I looked the mirror, I see you 
In the bathroom, I see you

I tried to wash you away, 
but I came out with you. 
I bowed my head to pray, 
but right there with my eyes closed, 
and head bowed, 
your image filled my heart. 

Can I ever run from you? 
Can I exist without you? 
Am I an extension of you? 
My shadow, is that what you are?