A memory is just what you are,
You are someone from My past.
Someone who I used to know very well
But you are now replaced with this Memory
You are so different from my Memory
You are mean, selfish, a complete joke
You are pretending to be someone your not.
While in My memory you are kind
Sweet, gentle, helpful and full of joy
You were just a ball of sunshine
But yeah "were" as in past tense
You are completely different
You were a wonderful butterfly
Who somehow turned into a
I enjoyed the times when we hung out
But we don't anymore
All you care about is popularity
That guy that you like in your class
So you are now called a Memory
That suits you the best.
And I will never forget about you
Because you are my Memory
And I am your Memory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem