The Ghost Of Me shines in and out of me, I can't let it go for every time I look in the mirror scars are all I see. I can't let that Pain Go for it is all me.
That's all I knew well growing up in a small town nothing but grief, and slow happiness. I can't help but wonder why she stares at me knowing that is only my reflection but, why me?
The Ghost Of Me sits silent in front of me not a smile on her face she has a slow heart rate, her body is numb.
She sits and stares at me like I'm nothing but a mirror image too. I can't help but want to scream what do you WANT FROM ME?
