Ghost

In a room full of faces, I wear a disguise, A smile that conceals the pain in my eyes. I’ve never been chosen, always left behind, My burdened heart whispers secrets unkind. A wound deep and jagged, sadness so cruel, Sharp as a knife, a merciless tool, A room full of people, yet I feel so alone, Invisible walls, my sanctuary, my home. Their laughter and excitement is just background noise To the symphony of pain, played by my own voice. In this crowd, I'm just a ghost, a forgotten tale, My heart drifts like a ship in a stormy gale, So, I'll wear my mask, and hide my sorrow, In this endless night, chasing tomorrow. For as long as I breathe, I'll bear this curse, This heavy burden, I cannot rehearse. A weight upon my heart, a constant ache, A solitary journey, no mistake. I’d rather be solitary than trust love that’s fake.