My little shadow, your head is down Do not despair, do not shutdown You still wear the crown You are still on the playground My little shadow, I know you miss me Your eyes tell the tale, weighty Despite my absentee You will move on, definitely My little Shadow, did you found out? Is this who you really are? With your mind clouded with doubt Tell me, who are you now --------------------------------------------------- I always wanted to do my own take on the mirror crisis of Joongi. When the mask crack and the paint run down the skin. When the blood dries and the pain fade, does he still remember how he's truly looked like? Would he still remember who he is? Sometime, there is beauty in what is broken.




















