I go here, I go there Under the gaze Of otherwise watchful eyes I gaze at the room As if I’m not there Who sees me? Nobody looks here anymore I stand in a lonely corner Watching everyone laugh Has everyone forgotten me? I wonder, If I fade away If I slip out of this body Would anyone even wonder If I became a ghost Would it be any different Than if I stood here In this lonely corner. Am I a ghost? There was a time When we used to talk When I used to laugh with you too, When I wasn’t in this corner. That was a good time What happened, I don’t know But now I’m here, Acting like a ghost, Breathing like a ghost, Walking like a ghost, Laughing like a ghost, Becoming A Ghost. That I’m slipping away now, Is all I know.
Written by me Pic credit to owner, found on pin t erest
