Happy Birthday little one Annual day filled with fun Look at you now, no tiny bairn Waiting to grow a year again Celebrating as your life fleets by – Don’t you remember that day, oh why Will you keep growing as we all grow old Keeping the things that you’ll never be told. Like how you one dark, dark day became to be, My whole world and my only priority.
He went to school yesterday Nobody questioned his tears So he wiped them all away. He went to school yesterday But he didn’t think to say Because it had gone on for so many years. He went to school yesterday Nobody questioned his tears.
Nothing. It can weave itself into the tapestry of truth and swirl amongst the depths of thoughts and fears. It can fight its way into the darkest corners of a mind and plant ideas of things to come and those who could have been. Nothing.