One and Five ;
They don’t see me, not really. They can’t hear me, not at all.
Am I a ghost?
To them, so it would seem.
Two all Alone ;
I’m at your side; always, because I care.
Whispering promises; forever, because I love you.
For, I am a ghost.
To you, it must be true.
One and Three, Two and Zero ;
Smashing plates Why won’t they look?
Screaming and crying Why won’t they listen?
But; even worse,
Why don’t you care?