I am a ghost in the crowds
A gust of winds may push
Me off the edge of the world
The twilight would turn me
Into a stone hidden in the dirt
Screaming for something
Reaching to be something
I walk alone in the cities
Loneliness drowns and cries
A worrywart burning in hell
In my powerlessness
Against the entire world
Becoming a doormat
For everybody to walk over
A choke in the breeze
Lost in the tomb of time
An internal outgrown paradise
An external error in the system
I sink my teeth into earth
To feel how to feel again
For my soul to echo through
My body a broken clock
Expecting for another tick
A step forward into the future
It feels like I\'m inside
A perpetual waiting room
Reading my friends’ successes
While rotting into earth
Nothing has ever changed
With my feet on this world
Memories eat itself
Like a feather of a bird
Sweeps with the wind
I shall fly with the skylards
And never be seen again.