Stalker Mentality Poem by William Mowell

I'm the invisible man sitting in the corner,
the ghost of a man, always a loner

You can't see me but I've always been here
I drift in and out, something to fear

That wind you felt, it wasn't the air
You never notice, and always scared

Outside your window, but you never see
This stalker mentality is what I'm meant to be

In your closet, watching from a distance
When you awake, you'll have no assistance

You'll finally know what I've done
By that time I'll already be gone