I've been a ghost for too long
Can't remember what it's like
To not be invisible anymore
Like another tree
Growing old in a forest fire
But got so used to it
There is no difference anymore
But when I saw the rain again
For the first time in years
I cried
Cause it felt like I have been lied to
For way to long
The fire is gone
YOU ARE READING
Ghost
Puisinostalgic. thats the feeling I'll try to send with this one. wish me luck
