Move on **** it!
I feel nothing but ****
The one I left
Bad, that's how she felt
I was the girl who was happy
clappy
but now i'm sad
and  doesn't feel bad
for the sorrows i caused
I wish i can put everything to pause
ghost is what i want to feel
I don't want to keep peeling my mask off every night
it's such a fright
i'm done with this poem
so goodnight