I’m a ghost

There’s no doubt I must be a ghost
I possess a lonesome body that walks without a soul
I’m an entity that walks around, who goes backwards and forwards through emotions
Emotions that a broken mind can’t understand
I try my best to keep up with the inertia of this world
I get up almost everyday, I do what others do
I eat what others eat, I fall in love like no others
In a ghost way, I fell in love with flowers and clouds
And I fell in love with the rising sun over a mountain
I fell in love with the last light in the sky before the night comes
I fell in love with the morning song of a bluebird
I fell in love with the waves dancing on the sea
I’m basically a freak ghost who falls in love at every step it takes
I’m definitely a weird ghost,
The kind of ghost which beautiful souls falls for
The kind of ghost that poets loves.