GHOST IN THE HALL

I saw a ghost in the hall today,
and it made me realize I don't know who I am anymore.
What was the last time that I looked in the mirror, and knew who I was?

How long have I buried this sadness, beneath a smile,
only to be slowly eroding away at my soul.
No wonder there's no confidence in my actions,
my smile, or my voice anymore.
These days, I only walk about
acting like a ghost
because I don't know what it was like, before,
-- when I didn't only know ghosts -- anymore.

Copyright ©2008 Ashi Shadow 01/14/08
On Jane 1/14/08