ghost
you see my face, but you don’t know my name
I speak languages in foreign tongues, long dead
nobody knows what I say, nobody will remember what I said
I’m the best disguise, hidden in a misnamed grave
will I even cast a shadow, ghosts fading like mist in the day
humming a lullaby in the setting skies,
our last few millenniums here before we say goodbye
this war wages in the wasteland of my bones,
I hide silently in peripheral visions, in invisible corners
smoke in the night, cold and burnt down I lose my home
I’ve broken a million mirrors, why don’t they see me?
a distorted reflection, I’m not a monster, I’m not what you think
you have no idea, so just let me be
sinking into this ice cold lake, I don’t see myself,
and nothing is what it seems.