Emmy?
Am Emmy,
How I loved that name,
The name used to bring me so much joy back then.
I don't know how I would feel if anyone called me that again.
No one knows my name anymore.
Am invisible.
Invisible, as the stars on midday
My world crushed in one minute like a rogue wave.
How I wish I could have a time machine to reverse things to how they were before,
I was happy, at the matter of fact very happy.
I could trade anything to have that life back . . . . .