There is ghost in my head
Shrieking
And he sees everything I'm thinking
He called me perverse

I said sorry
But I'm single

He called me a thief
And said I'm a cheat
For taking more than I could eat
At the buffet

There is a ghost in my head
Complaining about if
I'm doing the right thing

He called me a liar
Because I told the Police officer
I didn't know my tags were expired
He said I was guilty

Give me a break
I may make a few mistakes
But maybe I eat alot at the buffet
Because I'm hungry

Maybe I'm perverse because I'm *****

Maybe I lie to the Police officers
Because I don't want a ticket

I guess I'm crazy
Because there is a ghost inside
My head telling me I'm insane

And I
Think I
           Just might
                   Agree

hatred is a lethal weapon
in the deep , dark jungle of life
love is a eternal aureole !

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar