Ghost Girl

I'm here, I'm there,
I'm actually everywhere,
Am but a girl,
That is invisible,
And ironically vulnerable.

I'm weak, I'm sick,
They call me a freak,
Am but  loner,
Tired of too much choler,
And increasing anger.

I'm disastrous yet piteous,
They're cursing me in chorus,
Am but a ghost,
In hindmost,
In this wide cosmos.

I'm not here, I'm not there,
You find me nowhere,
Am but a nobody,
Yet you can see
Me, being eerie.