I'm in the shadows,
Out of your way,
I'm left behind,
Where you want to stay.

I'm a forgotten feature,
Unlike the special,
Yet I help you through life,
More than a little.

I'm tucked away,
Inside of you head,
I battle with your heart,
By which you want to be led.

Sometimes it's your heart,
Which picks the choice,
But it's always the conscience,
Which shows you the voice.

And although I may be small,
And seem not of much use,
Your life won't be worth living,
If it's the heart that you choose.

By Siobhan

Date: 31/1/04