That child I left on read all those years ago,
The happy memories deleted from my mind
People left behind;
smiles and laughs all gone,
replaced with a blank face and cold shrugs
Grown ups asking how I am wondering, if something is wrong,
a fake show smile put on for people,
drifting away into the shadows,
people ignoring me for better things
That child I left on read all those years ago,
I wonder what would happen if I spoke to them again;
they would probably reject me just like everyone else,
But still I try,
I fake that smile for them.
I join in for them,
in the hopes that one day I could see them again;
maybe one day...
