Ghost of a Man

I’m tired of being alone.  
Endless wandering, solitude and emptiness.
Yearning, to find someone to accept me, regardless.
Sure, I’m not perfect.  Some may even say I’m horrifying, 
that doesn’t mean I won’t stop trying.
I may be dead to the world, but I’m not dead inside.
I yearn for a love, where I won’t have to hide,
Who I am.
Just a ghost of man, looking for love.