you have the right to hate me;
wear a look with distaste;
I'd rather you love and try to understand me; A ghost is how I've lived lately....
A ghost is the image that shaped me;
Perspective initiates me;
Eyes analyze and traces me;
My soul dwells in discomfort gratefully....
the ever changing pace;
the neverending haste;
my will to live is grace;
A ghost I am to me, though they may feel I'm waste....