People think they know me
But I am only a perception
Floating around
Merely a ghost of her former self
You may know my name but you don't know my story
Because hell is full and heaven won't accept me
Who should I be?
Who could i have become?
There is an emptiness inside me
As passing questions loom over me
Barely a spirit and her shadow and all of her past regrets
I slowly fade away
I miss the person I used to be
Do you truly know
or was it just point of view of the angel
Falling into her shadow?
Don't judge a book by its cover
and don't judge a ghost by its past