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As I begin to speak I cannot feel a heart beating in me.
I turn and look at the shadow beneath me
It was big but now seems to be growing smaller
My heart has shrunk but I grew taller
Everyone knows-
my soul has froze.
I'm nothing more than a living ghost
my lips are sewn
but in my eyes all my truth is shown
I laugh and call the next girl a hoe
but truely it's me inside I'm calling such names
But I wake up and keep playing societies games
I put on my party dress and red lipstick
But my life is out of hand-
Can I get a grip?
grip on tight to reality
the life I'm living only will have me as the casualty
I'm a ghost-
white as snow
that's what me without a filter would show