Infested Who I Am
I look at you, you look at me,
With those eyes so tired and you don't know who I am.
Is it me? Have I neglected you?
It feels quite so coz you don't know who I am.
I try explain, it comes to you,
But not for long, there's pictures of me on your wall.
You cared for me, when I was young,
But now your old and it's you who needs someone.
But still your smile and your laugh,
Despite your problems, you're still my Gran.
And when you tell me stories of your life from the
past,
You're a clear inspiration and you're certainly not
daft.
I leave the room, I come back in,
I've not been long but you don't know who I am.
You ask me questions, over again,
I give the same answer, still you don't know who I am.
You helped us fly kites, when we were young,
Burnt rice pudding and giant Yorkshire puds.
Good memories, it's not your fault,
I'm still the same person I was when I was small.
And when you beg me, to take you home,
It breaks my heart coz you don't know who I am.
Some days are good, others are bad,
Sometimes you’re happy, still you don't know who I am.
And now you're gone, it happened so fast,
Your dignity, remained intact.
As I left the ward, I turned around to you,
I saw your precious smile one more time light up the
room.
