Misplaced focus

Misplaced focus

I found myself but lost out,
Because I wasn't paying attention.
The world seemed simple,
As I went after ghost.

The car I loved,
I got it through ghost.
The house I built,
I built through ghost.

Maybe it was all a dream.
All vanished like steam.
Now on failures brim.
It all ended like a film.

Written by
Rhema

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