I am just like you;
only that I am black.
I go away when it’s dark;
in the light, I am back.
Sometimes I’m taller than you;
but sometimes am shorter.
On the land, I like to lie;
like to ripple with the water.
If you do something wrong, I cry.
But you do not notice me.
I feel I want to leave you there,
then go away and be free.
But then I come to face the truth,
that things do not work that way;
that I’ll have to be with you,
always and come what may.
