(Intro — Faint static. A heartbeat slowing. A piano key echoing into emptiness. Wind through a crack. A hollow whisper.) I'm still here... But I don't feel here... I think I died a long time ago... And forgot to stop breathing... (beat drops — slow, drifting, barely holding on) --- (Verse 1) I walk through rooms and nobody turns their head Not 'cause they're ignoring me — 'cause I'm already dead Not in the body, not in the ground, not in the box But in the way that I feel like I'm watching from the top Of a building, of a memory, of a life I used to live Before the colors faded, before I had nothing left to give I used to feel things — anger, love, pain, fear Now I just exist like the echo of a tear That fell years ago and dried up on the floor Now it's just a stain that nobody looks for I'm a ghost in my own home, a shadow in my skin A name that people say but nobody lets in I'm the kid who died at nine and forgot to tell his face Now I'm haunting my own life like an empty space --- (Pre-Chorus) They say "you're still here, that's gotta mean something" But being here and being alive are two different things One is breathing, one is feeling I've been breathing for years — the feeling's what I'm missing --- (Chorus) Ghost — that's what I feel like Floating through my own life on a bike with no lights Nobody sees me, nobody hears Nobody notices the ghost that disappeared Years ago, before the cage, before the pills Before the flatline rang and the silence killed Ghost — I'm still here but I'm not I'm the memory of a boy that the world forgot --- (Verse 2) I used to scream so loud my throat would bleed Now I open my mouth and nothing leaves Not 'cause I'm quiet — 'cause I'm empty inside The voice gave up, the fire died, the tears dried Now I'm just a shape where a person used to be A outline on the sidewalk that the rain washed clean I see people living — laughing, loving, crying And I'm on the other side of the glass, dying Not physically — spiritually, emotionally, mentally A slow fade to black that nobody mentions They say "you're so strong, you've been through so much" But strong is just ghost for "I've given up on touch" I've given up on hoping that someone will see The boy behind the shadow that's staring back at me --- (Pre-Chorus) They say "it gets better, just give it time" But time is just a calendar I've been crossing off blind Every day the same — wake up, pretend, repeat That's not living — that's a ghost learning to breathe --- (Chorus) Ghost — that's what I feel like Floating through my own life on a bike with no lights Nobody sees me, nobody hears Nobody notices the ghost that disappeared Years ago, before the cage, before the pills Before the flatline rang and the silence killed Ghost — I'm still here but I'm not I'm the memory of a boy that the world forgot --- (Bridge — Everything drops. Just wind. A heartbeat slowing. A whisper.) I don't know when I died... Maybe it was nine, maybe it was twelve, maybe it was fifteen... Maybe it was the phone call, maybe it was the cage, maybe it was the pills... Maybe I've been dead so long I forgot what living feels like... (beat slowly returns — barely there) But sometimes... at 3 AM... when the world is quiet... I feel something flicker... Not hope, not peace, not joy... Just... a pulse... A reminder that ghosts still have hearts... Even if they don't remember how to use them... --- (Final Chorus — Swelling, but still hollow. Not triumphant — just... still here.) Ghost — that's what I feel like But even ghosts leave footprints in the right light Maybe someone sees me, maybe someone hears Maybe someone notices the ghost that's still here After all these years, after the cage, after the pills After the flatline rang and the silence killed Ghost — I'm still here and maybe that's enough Maybe even ghosts can learn to love --- (Outro — Piano fading. Wind dying down. A heartbeat — slow, but steady. A final whisper.) I'm still here... I don't know why... But I'm still here... Maybe that's not nothing... Maybe even ghosts can come back... (heartbeat) (piano) (silence)
