

Prompt / Lyrics
I woke up as a thing they called a ghost, beneath hard white light and a cold metal grate, my name was a line in a catalog page, my breath was the buzz when the breakers came on. I learned what I am from the way you all flinch, from hands on you hilts and your moves in reverse, my wings kept their links tucked under the skin, like tools you forget till they start doing work. No hunger in me, no reason to move, still something pulls forward, and nothing feels true. I shouldn’t need a thing so why do I shake? What is it I miss? Why do I feel secondhand? I want to feel right I want to feel alive, so I mimic what I see but it never feels mine and it never feels mine, no need in my build still I’m begging for worth, chain blades in the wind, keeping time in my nerves, I take what you carry and turn it to hurt, I wear a borrowed life, but it won’t hold its shape, I’m only the ghost of my life. I tried, I tried to feel alive on borrowed time, I tried, it was never mine, I’m only the ghost of my life.
Tags
Alternative Pop, introspective lyrics, acoustic guitar, subtle percussion
1:59
No
2/18/2026