Am I now a ghost
in people’s lives,
they have heard of me
but haven’t seen me
with their own eyes.
I might pass
them in the street
but they don’t notice
as I avert my eyes
and look at my feet.
Stories of my demise
may be exaggerated
based on information
that they do not
know is outdated.
For I have finally
found the real me
and I don’t care
that it’s not a person
that everyone can see.
