Barely

I'm living through the past
That's why the days seem so long
I walk through time
Wondering what I did wrong

I'm a ghost
Can you see through me?
Among you all
I am dead and empty

I see things you don't see
Lessons are weaved into my dreams
I don't ever talk
But my spirit somehow screams

I know when death lurks
Receiving premonitions of when you'll die
I don't show any emotion
I can't even cry

Some are lucky
They're off to a better place
Some are leaving
Because it's better for the human race

Whatever it is
I'm envious of each one
Death has an appeal
Like it would be fun

I wish to be one of you
Because you're either dead or alive
I'm caught somewhere in between
With a feeling of being deprived

I no longer carry the strength to survive
And I don't have the strength to die
I've become so weak
And all I an ask is “why?”

Why am I still here
Although barely
I am speechless
I only care rarely

I'm not satisfied
With this meaningless existence
Why do I continue to be here
Keeping up the persistence

What did I do wrong
I keep thinking to myself
I hate being so lifeless
But it's something I can't help

But even so, I'll keep this thing
Which people say dreams are made
I'll pray something good comes along
And maybe this feeling will fade

(This is resubmitted)