um...this one's kind of personal; i know it's cliche, but...it's what's real:

alive
six feet under
screaming
a sound that carries
beyond the blue of your sky

and everyone passes by
and walks over me
and when they stop
they see
and it's just
look and touch
look and touch
they look
and touch me

i'm not dead
but i'm barely breathing
i didn't have the energy
when you were leaving
to tell you that i didn't mean it


i didn't mean to be cold
but i've barely got enough body heat
to cover me at night
my eyes are closing
of fright for the world
i'm shrinking back
because i was told
the living could really kill you

but when you stood over me
and looked at my body
i could have sworn
you saw the light
and the way i was trying to glow


but it was just
look and touch
look and touch
look
you really touched me
and i don't want you to go
don't go
i'll try to be alive
again
said the ghost of wrecked girl