my doll raised me here
so long ago
of course as time goes
it seems like yesterday
I know every brick
and have been touched
by the walls
a meeting place filled
with laughter and dreams
good times now only
a faint echo across
a empty room
I tried to grasp this home
but it's like trying to grasp sand
it just slips away
in my mind
I can see you here
though I can't touch your face
I can feel your presence
It is hard for me
to not be by your side
looking at your smile
you in your chair
now just a empty space
I don't want to leave my past
behind
but my doll is
finally finished raising me now
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