Don’t follow me. I am a ghost

Don’t follow me. I am a ghost

Don’t follow me, I am lost too,

Wandering paths I thought I knew.

The stars above, they dim, they fade,

Guides I trusted, now betrayed.

Each step I take feels wrong, unsure,

A heavy heart I can’t endure.

Don’t follow me, I cannot see,

The way ahead is mystery.

But if we trip, at least we’ll laugh—

Lost together on the wrong path!

To follow me would end in tears,

For I have haunted these woods for years.

That’s it—run now! “Yes,” you’ve seen a ghost,

Frightening people like you I love the most.

Don’t follow me, run fast as you can,

I’ll try to catch you—if I can!

For I am the spooky, ghostly man.

Run, now run fast as you can.