I was feeling down and wrote this poem....at least i think it's a poem.
oh well....



What is happiness?
It is a lie
What does everyone say about me?
I must die

Why don't people see who I really am?
Because I am a ghost
Why don't people listen to me?
Because I am no host.

Who appreciates me?
Nobody
Who hates me?
Everybody

Will you find me?
Not a chance
When will you find me?
Alone and in a trance

Where can you find me?
Nowhere
Where can I not go?
Anywhere