No one haunts her more than the ghost of a girl that once was inside her.
The 5 year old with a dream
The 6 year old with beliefs
The 7 year old who’s life was stolen by a thief.
The ghost of a 5 year old girl who lived happily.
The one who wanted to do a through z.
The ghost of that little girl likes to visit her.
Sometimes she looks in the mirror and tells her that everything will be okay.
And she tells the little girl to go away.
She thinks that happiness doesn’t belong to people like her.
The 5 year old ghost doesn’t understand that.
However, the 7, 8, 9, 10, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 20, 21, 23, 25 year old do.
The 5 year old ghost is strong. She doesn’t go away.
All because of a dream.
Today I feel like things are complicated
When the other day I was feeling just fine.
And maybe I’m just complicated
because of this mess that’s in my mind.
Are things really simple as they could be,
in this picture perfect world?
Or am I going crazy
cause my life is in a whirl?