You drape yourself in borrowed hues
A shine the world is meant to see
Beneath the gleam, the truth grows faint
A shadow where the gold begins
The life you live, it looks so bright
But all that glitters comes with cost
And though you claim the crown you wear
I see the weight of what was lost
You reach for me in fleeting times
But only when the need is there
Turning every moment that I share
Into a quiet, cold affair
You’ve drifted far, though you’re still near
A ghost of who you once held dear