Ghost

In the lives of many, I have only ever been a ghost. Never permanent. Never fully present.

I come, I stay for a while, I leave. In between, I leave a mark. Sometimes for good, sometimes for bad.

I have never moved with faith or intention in what I do. Just drifting. And I hope I don’t remain a ghost forever.

I have worn too many faces, tried too many things. But when I look closer, I see it was all hiding. Hiding from my potential. Hiding from the things I could be.

Now I am trying to be better. To show up with good faith. To make my words mean something.

I am sorry. For the people I let down. For myself. For those who stood near me while I was fading in and out.

But one day, I will pay it back.