Un Fantasma

A ghost haunts me and chases me
It's the image I once had of myself
Like the shadow of a nonexistent being
Like the breath of someone I never was
I carry the weight
I bear the baggage
I play the game
I live in a loop
Everything I say
Is already written
Like every game
At some point
It ends
I can wait so long
I have all the time
That I have left