By: Kelly Biego
Aug 3rd 2003
Sitting around
Silence so loud.
I want to escape
Anywhere but here.
Bring back my smile
Left behind so many miles.
Bring back the parts of life
That brought so much joy.
Bring back the days
Where there was no pay
To call a friend
Or talk on the net anytime.
Those things I didn't appreciate
But now I must wait
Till I earn back
My old life.
Now that I'm on my own
It's too late to know.
I learned to appreciate
But now it's too late.