Ellie Adam Poet Free verse

Did You Know That It Sucks To Be A Ghost?

Did you know that it sucks to be a ghost? 
	I hate that I am always at war with myself inside my head, and that this war is caused by the people I love the most. Some days, I want to do something and it's just too much to be able to do both. To able to be both. A good friend, or a good daughter? Why can I not just do both? Why is it not just that easy? My, how it sucks to be a ghost. 
	I love my friends, so much, and I want to spend time with them and I want to thank them for all that they have done for me. They were my saving grace on earth, the people who brought me back from where I was, when I was depressed and sad and felt so, so unalive in myself. Goodness, how it sucks to be a ghost. 
	But I love my family too, and sometimes I hate that I love them, because I feel as though I have my responsiblity to fill for them, and that I cannot leave them. I usually feel bad when I get home and my mother is cranky and fed up with my other five siblings. 
I spent so much time being the daughter who's worried that nothing she does will ever be enough, and the friend who's worried that because of that, I'm not cool enough, not good enough to be in their circle. It really sucks to be a ghost. 
	 I spend so much time being those things that I never have time to be myself. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know the person who lives inside myself. It sucks to be a ghost. 
	But maybe a ghost is all that I am. Maybe a ghost is all that I am meant to be. Maybe I am just the ghost girl, the daughter trying to be perfect, and the friend trying to be enough.

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Alison A Smith October 2, 2026 at 3:10 PM This is a raw, resonant free-verse piece that gives emotional conflict a memorable central image: being a “ghost” captures the speaker’s sense of invisibility, divided loyalty, and loss of self. The repeated refrain creates a strong, aching rhythm, while the plain, direct voice makes the struggle between friendship, family, and identity feel immediate and deeply real.