A wisp, a cold vapor
It will soon be gone
Its voice you can not hear
Its touch rarely felt
It floats through this life
Unsure of its purpose
The Ghost lingers
And slowly fades with each day
Had a life at one time
Full of desire and joy
But slowly his heart began to break
Drained of his passion
Filled with dissatisfaction
He haunts the earth
Roaming and groaning
Bound by the chains of responsibility
Sense of duty and obligation are heavy
Never to be free, never to be free
Isn't this all just a predetermined illusion?
Let the happy ones be happy
Dont ruin their fun
And help the needy as much as you can
As you roam and you float
Forever a ghost