Insight
You’re very special to me at least you were
Growing up I wanted to be just like you
I wanted to help people just like you do
I wanted to be happy like you.
We had such a great relationship.
We’d play at the park and play catch in the yard
And then all of that changed, you changed.
Now that I’m getting older, I’m starting to
understand you more and more
You aren’t happy and you never want to talk
You don’t call very often or ask how I’m doing.
We never do anything together like we used to.
What happened to you?
I wish that things were different because
Now I feel I’m not very special to you.
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