She put all her dreams and hopes – her heart soul and mind
A little red backpack – she puts everything she’s got
Into your hands she places that red backpack one day
Trusting you to take care, guard and love all the way
You took the little red backpack and its belongings
Like toys you played and tossed them away
Lost all that was in the backpack with your games
Gone for far too long and in hiding you remained
She asked for it back one day so she could move on
And all you had to tell her were little white lies
She kept asking and asking as doubts started to multiply
Something was not right she begged for whats hers
You returned the red backpack to her one day
With nothing worthwhile just a backpack full of lies
Every time she looked in her backpack for whats hers
Her heart, soul, mind, dreams hopes and herself
Remains now regrets remorse and an emptiness so old
The little red backpack is now nothing but mere rubbish
Red backpack with dust now worn out and torn
She dumps its in the Dump truck for good its gone
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