Ghost

I’m neither dead nor alive
On the brink of insanity
Living in this world of lies
I pity poor humanity

I ceased to exist
Ever since I lived
I’m known for malice
My ego, my life

Ignored, discriminated and oppressed
The white dove of hope, was never there
We have unique personalities form the rest
We’ve learnt life is always never fair

Now I shall raise the flag of salvation
You who have been abandoned gather
The resentment and rage of our isolation
Shall cause the heroic and just to wither