That time, that place, with those people,
I smiled, though i was never happy.
I laughed, because everyone did.
The stories were funny, though to me they were painfully.
I was in a fog of my own making,
Chained by the lies i told myself,
Now I’ve found the key to my freedom,
A path to go back to the start.
It’s sad though. Because I forgot what the past was like,
I lost my path home.
