I didn’t ask to be mourned
By those I share blood
The kin I loved so deep
My childhood idols
A distant memory
Regret sleeps
With discarded tales
Stamped by
Strangers who
I called
Home
I didn’t ask to be mourned
By those I share blood
The kin I loved so deep
My childhood idols
A distant memory
Regret sleeps
With discarded tales
Stamped by
Strangers who
I called
Home
I am lost, a living reminder to those who want to forget.
