Little Big Somethings

Ghostly

I feel like a ghost, everything passes by
They fear me, they don't understand
Just because I have a different aspect at their eye
I feel like a ghost, everything goes unplanned

I lay down on the roof of fairyland
The sky is dark yet full of stars and I stare, its 2 am
I feel broken inside, and that shine can't fix me
They think I cannot feel because I'm different from them...

(But I feel much more than what people see)

Why do they hurt me so much? What have I done?
I can go throughout it, through all of that even though its tough
I'm already dead inside, I've probably never been born
Isn't all this pain enough?

I ghostly chase a heart that isn't mine
I ghostly run away from truth, I'm in love with a lie
I would be broken if I was something to be broke

I tried to assemble pieces of me
I'm always incomplete, what can't I see?
Although, I pass for everything
And I can't die, I'm already dead

I'll ghostly find a way to smile
But now I should rest a while