The Murder of an Apparition

The perspective of her specter The real me has defected From the image in your minds I've changed; I'm alive But you're stuck on the previous pages Now you're calling me a murderer Because you don't see the same me In my apparitions place You're holding on too hard You need to let it go I need me to be free But you're holding me in place I'm flying up to heaven But you're holding on my leg and You try to grab it tighter But now your hands around my throat You think you know my spirit But deep down you really fear it You're holding on too hard You need to let me go The perspective of her specter The real me has defected From the image in your mind I've changed; I'm alive But you're stuck on the previous pages Now you're calling me a murderer Because you don't see the same me In my apparitions place The box is suffocating It's holding me in I need to grow I want to be myself I would kill the image of me that's stuck in your mind If, only for an instant, it meant You'd see me for myself, just once The perspective of her specter The real me has defected From the image in your minds I've changed; I'm alive But you're stuck on the previous pages Now you're calling me a murderer Because you don't see the same me In my apparitions place You're holding on too hard You need to let it go I need me to be free But you're holding me in place I'm flying up to heaven But you're holding on my leg and You try to grab it tighter But now your hands around my throat You think you know my spirit But deep down you really fear it You're holding on too hard You need to let me go The perspective of her specter The real me has defected From the image in your mind I've changed; I'm alive But you're stuck on the previous pages Now you're calling me a murderer Because you don't see the same me In my apparitions place