We used to be so close
I used to call you a friend
A friend I never met
I trusted you with my heart
And we made time for each other

Now we don't talk unless I speak first
I send messages you never reply too
When I express why I'm hurt
you fix it for a day
before leaving me alone once more

Now I hope you can find time to talk with me
I hope that I am not an inconvenience to you
I hope that you still care about me

Yet when you've had a bad day
I stop what I am doing
I let you rant on about how bad work is
and when I tell you what's going on
I feel hopeful that I do matter to someone somewhere.

but then the silence comes once more
Showing no one does care
leaving me in the place

where I hope you find the time
that I make for you

Blue, Red, Green, Back, White, and Yellow
Each is a representation of something
Each having their weights

We used to look up to them
Now we yell at them
But the weight grows

Every day they carry it
to make sure we are protected
and safe

They give us hope in the darkest times
and that glimmer of hope lights the weight slightly
but it never leaves

No one understands the weight
until the badges have black ribbons on them
and one is put up to rest.