His shadow's not his

My shadow's not mine

Because I don't exist

But my shadow is his

So I'll work overtime

Painting dark grey lines

 

Flesh skeletons

All encompassing

Cause we're both beings

But how do I know that's real

When I don't know how to feel

Sitting on the ground

Paintbrush in my mouth

 

My flesh is withering

My speech is sickening 

But I'm I'm immortalised

As Gray sidewalk lines

And the confusion

Of a random guy