Daytime Ghosts [a song in words]

Ghosts alive in the day
i am, i am, i am afraid
woke up from a dream
that i wont try, try to explain
most words that i say
have been written anyway
in such bad poetry
taken much too seriously

heart broke, not as bad as bored
revolt, what were we waiting for?
i don't remember anymore
what it felt like, to be alright.
no doubt, haunted by goodbyes
somehow, I say them all the time
without ever knowing why
do i feel like, I'm not alright?

ghosts whisper my name
i am, i am, i am afraid
old arrives everyday
and i can't find a way to escape

heart broke, not as bad as bored
revolt, what were we waiting for?
i don't remember anymore
what it felt like, to be alright.
no doubt, haunted by goodbyes
somehow, I say them all the time
without ever knowing why
do i feel like, I'm not alright?

once young and insulting
run until we couldn't breathe
thinking if we said out loud
our broken dreams, the way we felt
that hope could change the world somehow
but all that seems so stupid now

heart broke, not as bad as bored
revolt, what were we waiting for?
i don't remember anymore
what it felt like, to be alright
oh no, say whats on your mind
i know, I'm angry all the time
save your internet advice
for the next guy, I'll be alright