Chapter 975
Fill Me In
The one who is first
Is the last to know
Things are hidden well
But soon began to show
It's always the little things
That start to give it away
They pick up little things
With what the other will say
The brain doesn't register
It tries the body to protect
The mind begins to overflow
As reality it tries to reject
The heart still pounds
It now beats with sorrow
It has fading hope
For a better tomorrow
No one wants to be a has been
Nor see ones silly grin
At what point in time
Were you going to fill me in
Nobody