Ever been so close you could taste it.
Feel it,
See it.
Ever been so close you could hold it,
Mold it,
show it.
But then someone tells you "NO"
Two simple words.
Two words that could tear you to shreds.
Wreck all the progress in your head.
Make you feel dead.
a ghost girl in a ghost town.
Dreams and ambitions flying by.
Dreaming and ambitions dying by.
Ghost girl on the ground to cry.
Ghost girl on the ground to die.
Ghost girl where she will forever lie.
Ghost girl wants to be alive.
Ghost girl wasnt to scream "WHY?"
Ghost girl doesn't understand.
Ghost girl wants her life back.
Ghost girl doesn''t want to disappear.
ghost girl wants what she's always wanted.
Ghost girl wants the stage.
Ghost girl wants the spotlight.
Ghost girl wants the moves that feel right.
Ghost girl...
Ghost girl wants...
Ghost girl wants to be happy.
But you don't care what Ghost girl wants.
You destroyed her.
You killed her.
You created Ghost girl.
Through you Words.
Your actions.
Your hate.
Your love.
"Don't talk to me about it again,"
"You're not doing that,"
"How will that help you get into Harvard or Yale?"
How will basketball help me either?
How will any sport help me?
But at least this is what I love.
This is my dream.
And the person who's suppose to help me get there.
Who's suppose to love me.
Who's suppose to encourage me.
Be proud of me.
Hold me.
Tell me they love me.
Be there for me.
Comfort me.
Push me to be better.
Push me towards my dreams.
Is the one person.
Telling me... "no"
The person who created Ghost girl.