its been a few days now i scream to my friend
my little boy went to school an didnt return again
his bed that hasnt been slept in his clothes are just the same
im screaming to the police search for him again
i havent slept or touched my food
my house works stopped i feel so crude
i hear his voice his tiny chatter
what happened to my babys patter
his crying when he is afraid
an how i all ways say
not to fear for mummys here
the cuddles i got for just being his mum
how could i cope not having my son
people are phoning my hearts beating fast
im trying to remember the memorys of the past
that was some time ago the search ended last year
i still take glances at the door
for you see i still believe
that one day you will return
an ill wake up from this horrific dream