Dancing around like a ghost

In the shade of the trees, you never know

Every word but a whisper, if I'm heard then I'll make my great escape

I recall being twelve in the backseat of my mothers Chevrolet

Took our cat to die, forgot to ask for my tongue back

Anyways I don't mind

I watch the world with quiet eyes

And they're mine, mine, all mine

So I'm fine, fine, just shy

Voice made of glass, though it felt

Every sound was led to death upon my lips

Those little moments where I said, I deserve to exist, I am well

All those years that I felt were lost in the chambers of my breath

Was only time to think, and listen to the world and what it said

Anyways I don't mind

I watch the world with quiet eyes

And they're mine, mine, all mine

So I'm fine, fine, just shy

Doesn't it make you mad

When every word is chained down within the depths

Isn't the silence wrong

Or is it only just a conversation with yourself

Anyways I don't mind

I watch the world with quiet eyes

And they're mine, mine, all mine

So I'm fine, fine, just shy

I watched my bones step out from within my skin

Like a butterfly from a cocoon

The way they waltzed out of my room

Shadowed eyes bright as mine ever were

The clacking of skeletal limbs dancing upon the concrete

A beautiful dance

Haven't seen them since

I've been stuck

Saw a fairy pass by my window

An elegant light illuminating every strand of hair

She looked at me

Or maybe she looked through me

I was only a withered collection of flesh

She laughed and winked at me

But I got a postcard

from the bones that once inhabited my body

In scribbled handwriting it said

"I'm much better in my new skin"

"Thank you for everything"

I smiled