Ghosts

Ghosts of the past
Causally sitting here on your shoulder
Yelling in your ear
Be afraid, be afraid
Rambling on and on; you're all alone
Making you feel as though the world around you is crumbling
Trapped in the darkness
Will they ever leave?
Ghosts of the present
Keeping you company
Reminding you you're just not good enough
Constantly echoing back and forth
Bouncing from one ear to the other
Drifting back to the past
Ghosts of the future
So unsure; what will life bring?
Too many thoughts of things to come
Contemplating your density
Just who will you become?
Who do you want to be?
We'll end up being something we said we'd never be