Its the memories that hurt the most ,

  Time only has made the real us seem like a long forgotten ghost,

We paint a picture for the world to see ,

   Since none of them could ever  imagine what its like to be thee.

Trapped in a scary place all alone in our head,

   Sometimes so sad we cant make it our my lonely bed,

Cursed by past mistakes thats the way its always been 

    Yes once we were happy only we cant seem to  remember when 

Its misery that reminds us of all the days gone by

 So numb to the pain that long ago we stoped asking why

With glimpse of happiness we think this time it will last 

   Only how can we be hopefully for the future when it looks so much like our oh so familar  past….