The Life of a Ghost

How can you connect with someone who's just not there? Like you can sense their presence but all it is is air The life of a ghost isn't easy No one notices when you begin to feel sick and queasy You unwillingly lie with a smile It takes a while But you begin to feel the numb Of the loneliness that you can't overcome You start to accept that this is life You are a ghost and here is your knife It's blurry but you remember the girl with a smile A true one that you haven't seen in a while The life of a ghost is hard You're a shell of the past, just a shard You feel alone Even when the voices follow you home It's the curse You've been getting worse The waters rise So you tell more lies You try to get more out, try to say That the words get stuck day after day In the waters of pain They drown words; I don't know what they gain They feed on the soul Who knows their goal Where does it end? How can you mend? The truth is the life of a ghost is sad But instead I'll say it's not that bad You get used to it. Well, most Hello to our new ghost