Ghostly Wandering


I am a ghost

Wandering these crowded halls

Yet noticed by no one.


I want to cry

I want to scream

I want to yell loud and clear

“I’m here!”


But this action

Only turns those away-

And issues claims of

“What a bitch”

As they turn away.


So I remain;

Quiet as a ghost

Wandering alone

Amidst the crowd.