Inner thoughts

What I want I cannot have

What I wish I cannot say

What I am I should not be

What I say I do not mean

Every day you see a mask

You do not know me

Every day you hear a lie

You don't know anything

I am a ghost

Living in the day

I am a whisper

A dyeing mystery

I am here

To fly, to conquer, to rise

But I hide, I wait, I fall

I am the broken doll on the shelf

You do not need me

You should not keep me

I've fallen too many times

I'm not worth it anymore...