I feel like a ghost
Everyone sees right through me
I feel like a ghost
I say nothing so they walk straight through me
I act like a ghost
Are my feet touching the ground?
Am I really walking?
Sometimes
I have
to check
And sometimes I forget to move.
I am a ghost
I've only lived for a while, but
I'm sort of fragile
And I feel like any little thing will send me
Drifting
I'm not a ghost
They don't walk through me, they just walk straight past me
There's no such thing as ghosts
But personally I think I'm getting pretty close.
If a girl lives her life
And no one sees
Is she really there or is she just dreaming?
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This is weirdly similar to my last poem...I guess these problems have always sort of been around, huh?
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