I'm erased,I'm gone,I'm vanished,I never really existed. My life is scattered. No one will trust me if they were reading this,because I am really good in concealing my life. I'm good at the game of pure lies. I was thinking of regrets,when I stuck in myself,I want to restart my life. Its funny how weak I am. My soul is empty. Every way is wasted. Facing a screwed up feeling again,shit.
The ghost of you keeps haunting. I refused to meet your gaze,because I knew it wasn't the same like it was before.
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