It's like some old rap song.
left me wondering when you might be back,
that person that used to be,
he's gone and all that's left-
is some sewed together parts of a sac.
it used to be you wanted help,
you wanted to tell me of your love,
where you cared of your friends,
family, and me.
you know it was not me who made you this way.
i didn't chose your choices,
i didn't speak your words,
i didn't walk the path of the self righteous.

But i do remember walking beside you,
reading the wonderful words you used to write,
enjoying all your kisses and hugs,
feeling so happy every time i saw you smile,
and how much i looked up to you.
That two days apart would be too much,
and a thousand years together was never enough...

I remember who you were,
i know who you are,
and all i'm left with is one question.
Where'd you go....