Want

What I’d give to be a ghost

I’d watch the world turn

The people mingle

The plants grow

The animals fly and swim and crawl

Because a life isn’t about watching

A life is being watched

By the other ghosts who gave it all up

Not a burden to bear

Oh, What I’d give to be a ghost

With no concept of time

And no obligations

A ghost cannot be lonely

For there are people and bugs and birds and dogs to observe

And when he must be alone

The ghost can hide in plain sight

But being a watcher can be a gift

But also a a curse.

He has more freedom

To do as he pleases

But, and who could believe,

The ghost regrets his choices

And wishes to live

To have a say

To feel needed

To be responsible

The spectre wants to feel the warmth again

Oh,

What he’d give to be alive

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