The colour of your eyes has faded,
They're not as brown as I remember them as a child
Oh why wasn't I a real child?
Why did I have to run before my morning came around?
You were looking for a way of life
Some way to put your mind aside
This chance you had was your last, you said
I admired your strength to give it one more try
Though the cards were stacked against you, you decided to fight it
And you, you looked so young again
Then the day came around
Or it was actually an evening, when you failed
I remember the moment wasn't anywhere close to right
But will there ever be for those things?
I am still glad you decided to give it a final try
Now all I wish for your well deserved rest
I know we don't choose our parents
But we can't ignore the feelings that we grow for them
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