Ghosts

 Chasing ghosts

Wondering who I was then
Makes me wonder who I am now
Stuff that mattered is history
And new stories are written
Whatever it was is just a part of what is
Whatever I was is just back story now
Chasing ghosts
What do you do when you catch one
The floating memory before
Is insubstantial
Not to last
And better hazy and covered in dust
Chasing ghosts 
Never to be afraid again