Name:_____

Tired Eyes and Fine lines
I don't know who you are
In fact
I'm unsure if I ever knew
I think there was a time you smiled and didn't feel crippled by the weight of the world
I think there was time you smiled and didn't worry about what you weighed or hate who you were
I think there was a time you smiled and weren't reminded of the shame
Reminded of the guilt
Reminded of the Pain
Pain
Pain
Paint
So you pick up a brush and you try to create
But I don't know who you are
So you can't sign your name
Tired Eyes and Fine lines
I don't know who you are
So I wait.... and maybe then I'll remember your name.
And maybe then, I'll remember OUR name