I can't catch you

You're much too quick

Your fall from grace

It makes me sick

You don't even know

You're much too dumb

Do you even know

How to have fun?

You can't be happy

It's much too real

You cannot swallow

You must conceal

You always have

You always will

Lie wide awake

With sleeping pills

I can't get through

You're much too vague

You must avoid

Me like the plague

Here is the thing

I hate the most

I can't catch you

My fucking ghost