you're so insidious
it's true

I could never trust you

covered in red
the blood of a ghost

you love death so much
you cry yourself to sleep

full of envy
you're an immortal being

we shapeshift into so many things
why do you always turn into a liar

I want this to be over

if I let you go
will you haunt me in my dreams

you have so much love
but you can't find the right way to love me

so paranoid
and afraid

you turn into a ghost