I Guess I’m a Ghost

by Austin Corbin

I wake up in the morning

I take a shower then walk up the stairs

I’ve always heard that spirits and ghosts hate being acknowledged

My parents say “Hi” and “Good morning”

I loathe them?

No, I despise the acknowledgement

Is it the early morning grog?

Then why does the evening treat me the same?

I guess I’m a ghost

Breathing cold air

No one can see me

I wish no one would dare

Leave me alone

Just keep walking

Acknowledge me at your own risk

I’ll be there

Haunt your dreams

Chill your head

Whisper in the wind

You’ll hear my voice in the radio static

I’m the one knocking things over in your attic

Please just don’t realize I’m here 

Then I may love you

And hold you quite dear