What You Have Poem by patrick o'shaughnessy

you never know what you have
until its taken away
but the thing that hurts me the worst
is that i didnt see the fade

i had my one lucky chance
a chance i threw in the gutter
but this time the fault was mine
so all i can do is mutter

wispering dreams i used to have
the dreams forever more closed
but everynight i sneak a look
when i lay my head to doze

so now all i try to do
is try and stay asleep
to convince myself im still ok
that some what im still complete

so now i try to re-live my past
of pudding cups and class
about the times you try and act tough
and said you'd kick my a$$

so all i have are memories
and i dont know what to do
so ill forget the times we had
and the fact that i loved you