Spirit

A realization that I am beginning to understand as I go through life.

I wait patiently
Looking around
As if something should appear
Blank walls stare back
What do I do?
What should I say?
What in the world am I doing?
Talking to ghosts
Hoping to hear
The spirit of the world call me
But nothing will talk
Nothing will come
For it's my own spirit that guides me.