Those days and the memories

You know those days, life just gets so stressful. And it never seems to quite, the only thing you can do is cry. That is how I am. So heres another random poem,

I walk the empty hallways,
remembering the good times,
I glance at an old picture,
the five of us smiling as a family
I wonder where those days went.


I look up at the night sky,
remembering the times we spent,
up all night laughing jokes,
and making packs,
we would always be Friends till the end,
then one day,God called you up.

I take out an old photo,
a little girl,
only ten years old,
feeding her pet bunny,
the oddest part,
she was smiling,
I wonder where that smile hid?
I wonder why that little girl,
had to grow up to be sixteen,
with tears,
falling down like rain.