The Funniest Thing

It was the funniest thing

I saw my shadow

It seemed so empty

Just a black silhouette

And I wondered

Am I a ghost

I took her hand

Guided her home

And I wondered was I really dead

I never feel

Have never felt

Never taste

I'm never full

I can barely smell

And I don't really care about anything

Am I dead?

My soul was as full as my shadow

When I realized my heart dropped

I could hear the echo as it fell

Am I really dead?

Do I really care that I don't care

And I'm really dead?

So it wouldn't matter to care that I didn't care

Or blatantly give a hell.