ghost

i am no longer here
but i am still here
   somewhere
i'm so tired of life
and not scared of death
but i'm neither living, nor dead
i've come to find out
there'z a new road
   at the end of the road
but you have to get there
   before you can see it
it's not a road to anywhere
and it's not really even there
but, like me, it still exists
it's like a message, a story
i'm finding out who i am now
i don't pheel alone anymore
i don't pheel so numb anymore
i can finally understand
i waz never meant to be there
it waz all a joke, a riddle, a game
a maze, with no cheeze
just a road, an exit
without knowing how you got there
such a mystery
no one could see me
no one could hear me
it's kinda like it iz now
but it waz worse
it waz so weird, so numb
i could never phigure out
   quite what it waz
but then again
   i don't think anyone knew
they all thought they did
but now that i stand here
i can see all the conphuzion
and i'm so glad i'm not there