The Ghost in the Corner written by junior Samuel Raymond Watanabe
I can see you in the corner of my eye,
For the end must be nye.
As I would lay I would stare,
For I could feel you glare.
I felt I was amort,
As my body would contort.
I would try to get some sleep,
As you would creep.
I would pray that you vanished,
But it seemed you were banished.
I let you be,
So that I can stay me.
You were just a ghost in the corner,
So I left you as a foreigner.