When she turned her gaze upon me,
I was a mote of dust
caught in a beam of sunlight
I was huge and beautiful
and bright.

I laughed and danced
and shone.

And when she turned away,
a cloud moved across the sun
and I was extinguished.

At some point I became a ghost
In my own house,
Just a shadow dancing past closed doors,
hurt feelings swelling under old scars,
like a bursting seem, holding back broken dreams.
Picking the wounds off and leaving
The skeletons in the closet
Where they belong.
I would love to feel, but it’s been too long.
Old friends fall in the backdrop silently
Somehow they have become the walls.
You’re the only one who not hiding
The only friend to reach out and feel me.
The only thing encouraging breathing,
I guess most people don’t speak to ghosts
I guess most people don't see me.

Riding the roller coaster of life,
thinking how high will this ride take me before I drop and fall straight onto my face?
Lies take way more effort than the truth,
why lie to myself?
The truth is less harder to prove.
Every day I feel like it gets harder and harder to move
only because it seems the truth is way harder to choose
out of the two.
I always said I'd keep it real with myself
but out of the blue
I'm finding ways to make a deal with myself,
because I can't deal with myself.
Feeling like it was a waste, like stealing a belt.
The sky is the limit? I'm still waiting for the ceiling to melt.
Lonely, that's how I feel, like I'm by myself,
only one at the wheel I have to drive myself!
I'm not a snitch but I can tell, I'm the only one of my kind.
When I'm done with my life, they'll say I won.
What a lie!
If they ever found out, whats on my mind they would die in pain!
So when I lie to you, know that your life was saved.

I live in the dark.
No -
Not Me
But I.

I'm what
You don't
Admit in daylight
Because I'm
Under the floorboards

I won't decay
Like the other 32 boys
I'll remain
Vengeful.