December 28th, 2017

​Life went on
When I was gone.
Brushed off like a piece of dirt,
No one cared that I was hurt.
 
Time doesn't stop when you step out
It keeps ticking without a doubt.
People forgot about me,
My face they couldn't see
 
Trees grew and flowers bloomed
 
Spring drifting on by
While I
Slicker than a spy
Whispered a goodbye.