The Ghost Writer

I'm invisible to all around me.
A shadow in the nighttime.
I watch and listen to all the people around me.
The don't see me.
But I'm there.
Watching them.
I write about them.
Without them knowing I exist at all.
If only they knew.
What I have seen and heard.
But I'm a ghost invisible to all.
I hide and watch them from afar.
I remain silent and listen to the sounds around me.
The pain
The sorrow
The angry
The hate
The loneliness
I see and hear all.
But nobody see me.
Because I'm a ghost writer unseen by all.