In the shadow, in the dark, I am walking an invisible path. After a drink or two, I dare to be me, no matter the mood. But you will not see who I really am. I am an actor, a chameleon. But the real me, the essence of me; it stays unseen. If you knew me you would love me, but I chose to be invisible. Unseen. I am all unseen. Unsaid words, understood souls. No one knows. Nobody knows. In the dark, dark shadows, I am trying to catch my mind – Unseen struggles. You don’t see me, I am not there. I don’t exist. Breathing underwater. Breaking under pressure. Unseen.