what if there was a ghost?

what if there was a ghost in the place of what once was me? what if i had the world convinced that all my secrets were spilled out upon a page, an imaginary page, found in little pieces of metal surrounded by plastic? what if everyone believed that everything there was to me, including everything there is to the people who help compose me, was available to the public?

what if there was a ghost in the place of what once was a man? what if that man held the secrets of tormented souls? what if that man knew what people were affraid of and why they were affraid of? what if that man knew how to please people and why people were pleased?

what if there was a ghost in the place of what once was that man? what if the secrets died with the man? what if the ghost ripped himself from the man in an attempt to escape the secrets the man once held? what if the ghost knew your secrets?

what if there was a ghost in the place of what once was you?