Ken

I don't know what to believe in anymore.

You took everything that's left inside of me, what I thought was right.

You act as if things can just disappear into thin air, but in reality, it's more intricate than that.

You pretend not to see me, not to listen to me, but the truth is, I'm still here.

You walk by me like I'm a ghost, but I'm still standing there.

Question is, for how long more?

Aaahh, thank God is the holidays.