I hear them them screaming <br />calling my name <br />'who's there', I call <br />noone answers <br /> <br />I hear them moaning, <br />wanting revenge <br />'who's there', I call <br />noone answers <br /> <br />I leave them alone <br />they go away <br />'their gone', I say <br />someone answers <br /> <br />they're the spirits of spirits <br />the ghosts of ghosts <br />the guests that never leave <br /> <br />And they'll stay in my head <br />and until I'm dead <br />they'll stay there day after day.<br /><br />Amanda Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-guests-2/
