Graveyard ghosts

Grey eyed boy

Where do you live?

Why do you come here?

Why do you grieve?

You're too young a boy

To know the shadows of the world!

But I guess you've already seen it,

But not a soul have you told...

It's bad to bottle it up,

To make it vanish or keep it in.

Questions to ask, when I touch the glass,

I go through, no one's answering,