An Invisible Ghost

I feel invisible – a ghost
with chains…..
shackled to my feet –
or just another pocket
with too many holes.

But does it matter….
when you have nowhere to go
so I travelled to my mind
to look at all that history –
the riches and the gold
what else would I find.

Just another ghost
whose old and faded
when nothings real
that’s just the way it feels.

Surrounded by life
as she passes me by
an invisible ghost
or just another fool
who’s caught in a dream.