I am a ghost.
My shell walks, My shell talks
I'm not here.
I have no feeling left,
it's been so long,
I don't know who I am.
The shell is different,
i've watched it change.
Watched it pretend.
Watch it lie, confuse,
and convince itself of truth.
The shell cries from ruin,
and everything's in pieces.
It doesn't move, it collapses.
The void opens wider,
and i'm sinking.
I am a ghost.