I am the sad ghost boy
I follow the living
Unafraid of consequence
Unnoticed by the world
As my teary eyes gaze upon them
I am the lonely dead boy
I stay so invisible
Walking behind the boy
Wandering down his path
As my presence is not noticed by him
I am the afraid forgotten boy
I was once yelled at
Now i am dead and gone
Not ever being yelled at
As I wander free like the winter mist
STAI LEGGENDO
poems by me
PoesiaJust a bit of poetry I've written over a few years so dont judge it too harshly. Plus it does get better as you go on (in my opinion). PLEASE LOOK AT THIS BEFORE READING!!!! If you know me in real life and choose to read this please dont show people...
