Our Shadows Dancing

Persephoneia wrote:our shadows danced with us,
turning and twirling as our hair
covered our eyes from their faces.
they breathed as one with us,
each gasp from our lungs,
bringing lives
into darkened bodies,
thrown onto the ground by a
mischeivious sun.
This struck portions are essentially lines that repeat what was said in the first four lines. You don't need to tell us that we breath with lungs or that the sun causes shadows, unless you're going to do something with it. Otherwise, remember that strength in writing comes from an economy of words.

we thought nothing of them
and yet they breathed We've heard this already. Go somewhere else with this line.
and they sang, and they
danced with us, each footstep
never quite meeting the ground,
as it they were already there. This line is clumsy, as "footstep" is singular, while "they" is plural. It should be "it was". Additionally, the imagery here could be better. I'm not sure what you're trying to convey in saying the shadows don't touch the ground. That doesn't seem correct.

their voices
hid in the echoes of our own,
and yet rang forcefully "A is true/And yet, A is false". Put this whole stanza more artfully.
through each blade of grass they lay in. ??

they sang, and they danced,
and they watched the world around us,
voiceless songs sending waves of sound,
changing everything around us.
And yet, caught up in our own songs,
and our dances,
we watched the world without recognizing them,
saw only the sun that cast them from dirt,
and never knew their wonder,
nor their silent songs of the shadows.
The last stanza needs to tell us something we don't know; bring something new to the table. This last stanza rinses and repeats. Unfortunately, if you never really had a place to go with this poem, perhaps it's best if you bury it. But if you can take something out of the movement of these shadows, say it here, and don't mince words. Perhaps our shadows dance freer than we do. Perhaps our shadows are having more fun. Perhaps our shadows don't truly reflect us. But if your ultimate consideration in this poem is that we don't pay enough attention to our shadows for some unspecified reason, then there's no real need to continue here.