You know what scares me the most?
What if, I never make out of this storm
What if no one pulls me out
What if just like that, I'm gone
I don't want to be a ghost
But maybe I will
Maybe a ghost is what I've always been
They ask,
They ask, why so shy?
There is so much I would speak about
But the words are always caught in my throat
It's time, I accept my fate
And let the darkness, engulf me
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