Sometimes I see him in my dreams.
Mysteriously beautiful, gloriously wonderful.
Sometimes I wish he'll see me there.
Real life or dream, I did not care.

Sometimes I wonder how I am to him.
Mysteriously beautiful, gloriously wonderful?
No, it is not so, I thought.
To him, I am a ghost who's lost.

Sometimes I want him to see me.
Mysteriously beautiful, gloriously wonderful.
Like him, like others, like anybody else.
For who I'm trying to be, not for the darkness I've dealt.

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Student / Teenager / Daydreamer / 15
Writer / Beta Reader / Artist / RPer

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