Who am I to be?

Where shall my life take me next?

I will never know.

If I'm to be what I feel.

Emptiness shall be the norm.

 

I am trustworthy.

But none shall trust my kindness.

To whom shall I go?

Integrity has limits.

How much longer must I walk?

 

I am often missed.

By those who see what I have.

I try my hardest.

I have what none request,

They push me into darkness.

 

I am forgotten.

My life is in the background.

As the years go by,

I am merely an image.

Important as a shadow.