Ghost of Me.

‘I’m searching for something that I can’t reach…My ghost, where’d you go? I can’t find you in the body sleeping next to me. My ghost, where’d you go? What happened to the soul that you used to be?’ – “Ghost” By Halsey.

Sometimes I wake up, but I’m not really awake. Like I travel through the day, but I’m not really me. I’m just the ghost of me. I see all the bright colours, and sounds of laughter and I’m just trying to make it until the evening – another day down, another day to go.

Some days are much harder than the last. Some days I forget, while others I remember all of those that I’ve lost. I have many people around me but more often than not, I feel so alone. Many days I wish you’d not get so caught up, and I wish you would understand. While others, I just don’t even care. I wish you could watch how you act, so maybe then you’d understand.

I feel like a person, but I don’t really matter. Like I’m good, but not good enough. I feel like I try, but not hard enough. I feel like I help, but never too much. Each day I feel guilty, over things I can’t control. Like I know how it should be, but I can’t get where I want to be. I feel like the moon chasing the sun, I can just never catch up.

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