Echo

you’re an echo of your past
while my song is yet a hum
and the shadows that you cast
are mere footprints for my drum

you’re an echo of your lies
while my song is yet unveiled
and the rhythm you despise
are just merely dreams exhaled

you’re an echo of your name
while my song is yet unknown
and the virtues that you shame
are the chords I shall intone

you’re an echo of your dream
while my song is yet unsung
and the horrid notes you scream
are but whispers on my tongue

you’re an echo of your soul
while my song is yet a hum
and the truth you can’t extol
drives the beating of my drum

-Barbie