Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Like a Ghost

Every time looking at you, you were looking through me
Cauterize with eyes that burn, just a part of my fantasy
And when my heart keeps pumping I feel something like relief
Every time looking at you, you were looking past me

How'd the gods decide that I'm unsightly?
Was there any doubt when they concealed me?
I can traverse crowds so unassuming
Humor me and say that it's all right

Every time looking at you, you were looking through me
Caught up in a push and pull just as far as the eye can see
And when my heart starts thumping I feel something like glee
Every time looking at you, you were looking past me

Hold up your hand as you breeze past me
Hold up your hand and you'll feel phantom fears
Hold up your hand or I'll keep asking
Hold up your hand as you breeze past me