Ghost

Long ago, when I was a kid
When I was truly accepted
The only constraint was time
Even as those years drew by
Now they're just colored memories of a better past

Wandering blindly in the sun
Tears are only understood
When words are not
All inside my twilight mind

I'm a silent ghost
Somebody's voice in the wind
Embraced contently by dissent
Watching hollow care all around me

Rhetoric, in an expressive way
Maybe something I excel in
But it cannot replace true love
Taking hate in the mutterings of jests
Looking to the heavens I may find healing again

My emotions weaved into the stars
Too complicated to give a crap
Wanderings of an curious mind
Walk into a sojourning frontier

I am a silent ghost
What is my new transgression?
Do I truly know too much?
Or maybe something just so simple?

And at the end of the day
When all things busy are gone
I will look to God again
To bring me back home to forgiveness