"Musing through memories, losing my grip in the gray…"
Her soft melodic voice filled the atmosphere, hushing the whispers of anticipated audiences.
"Numbing the senses, I feel you slipping away…"
She squeezed her eyes shut, drowning out the hungry eyes of the crowd.
"Fighting to hold on, clinging to just one more day…"
She clasped the microphone as the painful memories started appearing one after the other.
"Love turns to ashes, with all that I wish I could say…"
She kept up the pace, beautifully in sync with the background music. Her golden locks gently lifted up by the breeze.
"I'd die to be where you are."
She let out a soft whimper, her hand had been stung where she had been clenching the microphone.
"I tried to be where you are."
Her voice cracked a bit, but not from fear or anxiety.
"Every night, I dream you're still here! A ghost by my side, so perfectly clear!"
Her pained voice drowned out the muffled gasps made by her fellow students.
"When I awake, you'll disappear. Back to the shadows with all I hold dear. With all I hold dear… I dream you're still here…"
She painfully whispered the last sentence, before letting out a fateful tear.
She ripped the microphone away, before bowing and slowly making her way out of the cafeteria.
And then she ran, ran to her home, away from her fears, away from the lies and the painful tears.