It creeps and crawls across the walls

Hiding in the shadows

It watches those with friendly laughter

And reaches out to touch them

But it's hand goes right through

It can't feel

But it's plagued with feelings of emptiness

It's only but a harmless spirit, a specter

Invisible and alone

It's cries will be forever silent

Dissipating into thin air

It's bound to this forsaken world

Without a reason, a purpose

Or at least one not clear to it

It can only watch those with friendly laughter

From afar

And hope and wish for more