I'm just a ghost

Drifting in and out of the lives of others

Like a lone feather floating in the breeze,

Untouched and unnoticed, never to be seen

Up unto the point I quietly take my leave.

I dance to an endless tune in a masquerade

Skillfully hiding being my smiling mask.

And I'll end up on the far side of the room

For center stage is too difficult a task,

But don't you know I love charity balls!

I will donate all that I have to offer

And smile as I watch their faces brighten

From the side, for I'm not much of a talker.

I'll fancy few words at the dinner toast,

Though my words seem to fall on deaf ears.

I'll sit quietly then, and just watch

Just like I have for all of these years.

Perhaps it is my nature to be a ghost

That way there's nothing to ever lose,

For I never fight to keep anyone close

Or ever make them have to choose.

I do not know what else there is to say

It's not like it'll be remembered anyway.