my whole life ,
i always felt like i was missing something,
something that i felt like was a hole .
my brown eyes would water , when i
hear you say that its over .
but what can i do to make you stay...
even though you tell me its not my fault ..
i feel responsible for what was broken.
when i look into the lilac sky
i think of what could have been
the normalization of my life ...
but then i relize that people come and go in life .
i pray i see your dace again