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by Kirra Feb 14, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I am a ghost Some people are like me They don't know what matters most They just can't see So here I am floating around A poor little ghost Drifting through town And I still don't know what matters most Floating high, floating low Can anyone help me? I don't know where to go Please, someone help me Poor, poor me Little ghost No one can see She still don't know what matters most Poor little thing No one can see Poor poor child the ghost of me