the ghosts are there but only if you think about them
it's funny how much the non believers don't see
nothing is worse than dying
except for wandering these streets alone
i found a cold fox
hidden in some paradox
most people called it the 'April Snow'
it's funny how suicide in theory
sounds like walking off of
the edge of a burning map
but it's really all of the friends you have lost
shutting down your organs
slowly
one at a time
so when you lose everyone
there seems to be no other choice

but there is you and we are us
and this the only reason
i choose to stay a while