Ghost

Lost, scared, lonely, empty freezing in the valley of insanity not enough for world above – rotting here, where I can't be found. Expectations – first mistake beggin' someone my soul to take shadows an' ghost hunted me now – part of them, where I can be whatever I want, but free. I am ghost, I am nobody – not who I was meant to be, but does it really matter? Am I really needed, wanted? No, I'm not. No one care how I feel no one care if I heal. I have nothing more to say just to go along this way 'til the end of a days.