A hidden tear formed by clouds,
Listening to a friend’s whisper,
While the sudden breeze disappeared,
I stood at my old school.
It was the place where,
My best memories came to life,
Now broken into a billion shards,
Of complete gray rubble.
The once beautiful stone castle,
Became an ignored pile of trash,
But why did they break it apart?
It meant so much to me.
They never did actually care,
They will never know,
How much it meant to anyone,
It is already too late.