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.