Walking by the school yard,
No children out to play
I remember when it looked alive,
But it looks dead to me today.
I run my fingers along the fence,
And feel the start to numb
I wish the rest of me would too,
Wish i could escape who I've become.
I feel an empty hole inside,
Where my innocence used to be
I don't know why, but lately,
It's been difficult to just believe.
I wish I could go back,
To days of make-believe and pretend
Before "Remembers" and "Maybes",
Left me with wounds to mend...