ghost

Isn't it Dreadful To think about what we are Just a ghost And their entity Or a collection Of thought We used to sit By the fire As you taught me How to live So now I ponder What it's like Leaving me behind I wonder if You ever think of me Well your girlfriend says that you do Is it weird That I follow your Instagram But I blocked you too Do I miss the time Before you buried all of my bones Well yes But now A flower grew off of my gravestone I'm just a ghost Wishing that you loved me back I'm just a couple of bones Wishing that you weren't so bad I'm just a ghost I'm just a ghost Wishing that you weren't so bad