Behind my lips lay a ghost
Behind my lips lay a ghost unknown
It’s bitter attitude making my words tremulous
I can’t show a soul
Ice cold burns, and a warm shiver as the ghost is haunting me
As it wins
My innocence no more
And I feel it pulling at me
A tug of war,
At which I cannot defeat
Separating my soul and flesh
Making a daily plan to escape
Twisting and turning, my mind such a mess
Help; help! It screams
As if it were the victim,
As if it’s blaming me
Keeping my mouth sealed so tight
But it turns around and shows in my eyes
…
Behind my lips lay a ghost