There Is Something On Your Back By: Luc

There is something on your back they say,

I shrink away but still they look,

They pry and do not go away,

Why won’t they leave,

They say it again there is something on your back,

They run around and try to see me to get me off,

But I am smarter than that,

I shrink away into the shadows and none could see me,

They poke and pry but can not find me,

I am there but so well hidden none could find me,

Not even a dog,

But when they leave I come back out and you should know that I am there,

You look away and try not to think about it,

But I am still there,

I shall not leave,

There is something on your back,

And it is me.