The Ghost With The Spilt Personality

I am a ghost.

I am my own worst enemy.

I am my only friend to me.

I am my own frenemy.

Always a game of tug of war.

Which side of mine will take over me?

I’ve lost that game, I lie in the mud.

I am lost to who I am.

I walk these streets all alone,I am filthy.

Covered in dirt, leaving tracks no one sees.

Not even my putrid apperence can attract a glance.

I am truly a ghost.

 

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