The Ghost
Who am I
Am I real
Or am I fake
Do I only exist to some
Or does everyone believe in me
Some people strive to search for me
Others sit and don't know me
I can take a hit
Even though to some I am nothing
I feel lost
Trapped
Alone
But by my hands alone I am this way
Only I can make people believe in me
But how can I when I am not believed in
I guess I am just stuck
Trapped in this cage of my own creation
It had overwhelmed me
Through if it hadn't brought me to my knees
I would have never seen the truth
Seen your fake pride
Seen your fake love
And see your disbelieve
In not just everything I do
Or have done
But in me