people Don't Know Who I Am

In shadows I dwell, unrecognized and unseen, In echoes I speak, but my identity remains unseen. I'm the whisper in the wind, a nameless face, I'm the unsolved puzzle, a mystery interlaced. Lost in the crowd, an anonymous soul, Lost in words, hidden in a secret scroll. My essence concealed in the depths of night, My essence concealed, hidden out of sight. A phantom, a mirage, a figure undefined, A phantom, a mirage, an enigma intertwined. Unnoticed, yet existing in each passing day, Unnoticed, yet persisting in this evolving play. Untouched by fame, beyond the limelight's gleam, Untouched by fame, an illusion from a dream. I wander through life, drifting towards the unknown, I wander through life, my true self left disowned. But within this anonymity, a freedom I do find, But within this anonymity, a solace undefined. For I'm not defined by the labels others impose, For I'm not defined by the expectations life throws. In the depths of obscurity, I blossom and grow, In the depths of obscurity, my true colors show. So don't pity me, for I'm content in this state, So don't pity me, for I'm free from their fate. People may not know me, but that's alright, People may not know me, a hidden star in the nigh