Signature of the times
When I thought I was the only one.
There was nothing, no care
To what I was going through.
Scars that I’m left with,
Haunt me everyday.
Pretending, smiling like all is good,
Hiding behind the image of an innocent girl.
Memories so close to me,
Hard to follow a straight path.
Under influence, nothing seems right,
All is bad. Cut me away.
Don’t know where I belong,
This place is too big.
Autographs of the ones I loved,
Are all that I cherish, they left me.
Outside, finding the reasons why,
I was left to deal with this.
