You could be the ghost under my bed
Who keeps me awake all night
You could be the demons in my head
With which I will fight
You could be the ugly faces in the clouds
Who blow me away each time I stand
You could be a walking hell
Maybe I’m holding your hand
You could be the guiding guard of my heart
Who leads me trough the day even makes me feel good too
You could be the lost pieces from the last time I fell apart
Maybe that person is just, you..