No one knows of the pain I’ve lived, no one ever read my
myth.

No one’s called me much this week, no one had the guts to
speak.

No one knew you like I did, and I’m willing to start that
bid.

No one sang you your favorite song. No one ever plays
along.

No one told me you died last night, no one showed any
fright.

No one knew of the pain you lived, no one knew of the things
we did.

No one rest my wiry head, no one tucked me in to bed.

No one ever said good night, no one ever turned out the
light.

No one saw you cry and dye, no one knew you’d soon be
dead.

No one loved you like I did….

::for gwen rose, amazing mother and friend i miss you..::