progress...

It's when I'm alone, that the feelings spill out,
Left with this pen and page, writing things that wont' be achieved,
Lost in the tears I cried, Not content to end with saying I tried,
No...not content to say I tried,

So I dance with the whisper of your name,
it'll never ever ever ever be the same...
It's just a ghost that haunts, my very eyes,
Just the ghost of you, of you and I~
Just a ghost of what was left inside...

Then I realized I fell in love with a girl,
fell in love with a girl who was never really there,
she wore a mask pretending to care,
and now I'm alone with a ghost of who was never there...