I’m the whisper you chase in the mirror at night,
the echo that laughs when you lock the door tight.
You feed me your terrors, I swallow them whole,
then spit back a rhyme that still rattles your soul.
I’m the fame in your veins, every boo, every cheer,
the shadow that grows every time you come near.
Say goodbye to the light, say hello to the scream—
I’m the monster you made, and I’m living your dream.