Faded, thats what you are

A forgotten relic of the past

Faded, that much is true

Cause not all memories last


I wish I could

Know more of you

Wish I was there

To help you through

You’re all grown up

You’ve seen it all

I just wish I was there

To be a part of it all


Faded, thats what I am

Lost and forgotten here

Faded, yes its true

I’m breathing the stale air



The Icognito Writer

I am not who I say I am but who my writing says I am; my characters define me. Like puppets in a play, they tell you who pulls the strings. I'm not who I say I am; I'm who you think I am.

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