A heavy silence sits upon my chest
A loud whisper saying I am Wrong
of all the broken pieces, I am the least
A distorted note in a flawless song.
The weight of guilt is running riot through my days
So much wrong, carried out in loves' name
I walk through shadows of a shifting maze
Encountering only monuments of my shame.
My voice is water poured into the sea
A useless ripple lost Beneath the foam
The things I feel, The truth inside of me
Can find no Welcome place to call Home.
For when I speak, my words are just dismissed
my thoughts are dust that settles on the floor
It does not matter what I think or say
I am merely a shadow knocking at the door.
I wear the blame For things I did not choose
A heavy cloak that pulls me to the ground
It feels like every battle Is mine to lose
Where every word I speak is swallowed sound.
My own opinions vanish in the air
Like smoke that rises up and disappears
I look around and no one is even there
Left alone to drown in my deepest fears,
I try to fit the mold they made For me
But every shape I take is twisted wrong
A ghost that nobody will ever See
An uninvited guest who doesn't belong.
And yet I'm not to think it better if I Were gone
I'm not to think everyone would better be
If I disappear everyone could Just move on
And quickly forget about the ghost that is me.
