Like a ghost
Because I don't know
If I exist
Now she wants to see me
Where can I go
I've burned my homes
The only place left
Is my insides
She hates me, she doesn't want me
And I barely own them
Other people are borrowing them
and they want to keep them
I gave her my feelings and she kept them outside
4 more hours
and i have an airborne home
but i'll have to leave that too
I hate myself, i'm happy my veins are slit
everything ends up as dirt
some sooner then later
by the looks of it I'll be there soon
I thought she was different, no one sees me.
Some extra words so
So I can say more
Curse these invisible meanings
Why am I letting her win?
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