I feel like shutting myself away from the world.
I want to be forgotten every trace of me erased from your minds.
I want to disappear in the whispering hours of the night.
And when you see me standing under the streetlight you'll know who I am.
You'll sit up straight in your bed tears streaming down your face and wonder my name.
You'll wonder if I know all your dark secrets.
Why do I keep showing up in your dreams?
Yet you can not put a name to me.
You don't know who I am.
I'm the girl that haunts you.
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