peeping through the windows of the world
i see what you cant see.
Never been there
will never be.
Never worn a piece
never torn a peace
neither m tired
nor m worn.
you will never see me,
cos m the ghost of the unborn.
hatred and fallacy
i have never seen.
i could have been you
or may be even me.
but never got a chance
to be what you could never be.
I sit here all alone
away from the
misery of the world so torn.
but m still m there for u cant see,
cos m the ghost of the unborn.
i might have lived to be born,
but m jst the ghost of the unborn.
