A Somebody.

How can I be a somebody

If they won’t give me a chance

Too much of a poor chap

To even win by chance

Meant to lose a race

That wasn’t made with people like me in mind

Don’t know how I’m gonna make it my love

I guess I just have to pray to the divine

The world’s pretty harsh

It drives some to insanity

Or too absolute hatred

Of those who doesn’t fit their vision of beauty

It’s all your fault

Of course society is not to blame

You just need to change everything about you

If you wanna stay in the game

The Game of Life

Were everyone wins

Only if you become shallow

And only get angry at certain sins

But yeah

I wasn’t meant to be a somebody

If I was I wouldn’t be an actual ghost

Trapped in some body

It’s the reason why no one

Can see me or hear my words

I was born to be an outsider

To do nothing but observe

And personally I prefer to lay in a meadow

Than to participate in their shallow rat race

~a sleepy ghost~

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Author: Liv

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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