Underneath these neon lights, I hide,
Lost in my own endless fights
Is it just me
Never believed
I'd become so bitter
Changed my name, erased my face,
Hoping for the better
Why does it hurt to be so unseen?
A ghost in the machine, a silent scream,
I'll never be enough, or so it seems,
For anyone, or even my own dreams.
Lost in the echoes of unread texts,
Invisible to those I've perplexed,
I'm the puzzle no one can solve,
Is it just my face
I'm not made for this cruel world
Or is it just the weight?
In the flickering glow of screens,
I am lost in manufactured dreams,
Searching for a glimpse of light,
To guide me through this endless night.
Through the noise and endless streams,
I'm longing for a place to gleam,
But in this labyrinth of the doubt,
I'm still trying to figure it out.
Why does it hurt to be so unseen?
A ghost in the machine, a silent scream,
I'll never be enough, or so it seems,
For anyone, or even my own dreams.