She doesn't want to be alone,
But that's all she seems to know.
Sometimes she feels like a GHOST,
Invisible,behind her face is scars,scars she cant erase,
A past she never wants to replay
A future she never thought of,not even today
Shes covered in stories she may not know.
But they know her.
The stories that come with the scars,the body she cant unsee
The wishes the hope to be free.
The loneliness of herself end up trapping herself
To invisible,to blind to see
Just like a GHOST
She was never meant to be
~Aleesa Weberg oct 3 2020
