Dear mum.

おかあさまへ、

The words just get trampled by your nagging.
Heh. It just seems like the words simple roll off my tongue but were never heard. I never liked your comments. They always seemed to be as if you expected me to fly the next day.

For a split second, I thought that it would be fine if I simply slipped anyways. Who cares if the shadow is hurt.

Thats right. I'm just a simple shadow. Nothing goes wrong If I get things thrown at me, or if I get shouted at. Nothing. I simply follow behind like a shell.

I guess nothing is ever good enough for you.