Sometimes I want to give up being a ghost
At times my personality feels overdosed
I want to recoil and hide in my identity
I’m exuberant, I’m loud, I’m a raging sea
But I am awkward and I am strange
And I feel like I cannot change
Love the limelight, I love attention
But when eyes lock on with caution
I can’t help but want to disappear
I suppose that it’s my forever fear
That I’m seeking out what I want most
Is to give up being a sly little ghost
