Dear ghost,
Whole of me that runs so deep that I wander in it. So much that it saves and rips me apart from the crazy world.
Yet dangerously loud, my existence is a tale of shame and courage.
At least, that's how I perceive it. But I might be very wrong. From your eyes, I may be noisy. I may be a nuisance. I may be an ignorant creature. But even so, I am genuine.
For all your lovely advances, I offer my loyalty, my trust.
My world is ever a chaos. Ever so silent. Welcome, only if you promise to stay till the sun sets forevermore.
Yours even if you don't want it to be