Silently whispering words of forgotten,
Leaving the good to follow the rotten.
Making a life only for it to end,
Braking friendships for them never to mend.
Loosing happy times,
Forced to write these ****** up rhymes.
I miss so many things,
But I can’t miss what life its self didn’t bring.
So ill move on and keep my head up high,
And watch day in day out that place I want to be,
The endless open deep blue sky.