“The Ghost”

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It’s hard to live in a place where I am unnoticed,
Where for me there is no love,
No hope,
No acknowledgement.
I’m just there.
Gliding by silently,
While no one believes I am here.
Is it because they are too self-centered?
Maybe,
But why me?
Why am I the ghost?
I did nothing wrong,
I just came into existence.
I am not hideous as a goblin,
Ghastly as a ghoul,
Or evil as a witch.
Was I pre-destined to be invisible?
Or did I force this ghostly fate upon myself?





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