Ghosts
by Ceremony· from Violence Violence
You find things about yourself
that you will soon forget.
Counting old friends left behind
a jaded mind to go with it,
hated flowing through your veins
but jealousy is all you feel.
Mistaken from the start
always wrong
it never ends.
You can never be in love
until you learn to be alone,
you will never miss those heavy eyes
until you're left with none.
You can never achieve true happiness
until you hang your head.