I’ll have the usual.

I wanna be thin,

I wanna see my collar bone,

To finally feel what I feel,


I’m disgusting,

It’s the truth,

It’s why they stare at me,

Look up how to tie a noose,

I wish I couldn’t see,

Couldn’t hear,

Everything is burning to ash,

But they don’t care,

I can hear their whispers,

Can feel their glances,

But they’ll smile in my face,

You don’t deserve a second chance,

I just want to roll over and die,

It’s a simple wish,

But simple wishes doesn’t happen in my life,

Life is such a bitch,

But whatever,

It doesn’t matter,

I’ll just lie to myself like the usual,

That’ll get me further.

~a sleepy ghost~


Author: Viv

Just a suffering Victorian era ghost stuck in the past but loves modern music, sushi, and singing despite being really boring.

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