I am too quiet.
Not a lot of people notice me
And when they do they think as if they cannot please me.
I am easily amused.
No words are spoken to me, so I stay silent.
If only they keep talking, I just might end up saying something.
So they end up abandoning me.
As time fly’s by I am slowly being forgotten.
They aren't friends...
They are more as acquaintances
Therefore to them
I'm a Little Ghost
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem