Don'T Turn Around

Memory is fading just a stutter of images that could of been reminders reminders of lengths of hair and color shape of body and stance little hints of voices and laughter all gathering to form a blank Only questions are brought up to mention her Do you know why she left? Did you leave her? Did she forget? Or she thought we'd forget her? Simple actions make me want to unlock All the questions I stopped from asking All the frustrations I have blocked All the things that could of happened if she would of stayed and hadn't walked And when I see lost Little girls searching for others I stand up behind them straighten their backs whisper an aggressive suggestible tack Don't turn around she won't be there keep on going Your life is still here