There's a smell of chalk or glue
Like a taste of bitter varnish
When I pass by the school gate
Where I used to wait for my father in the evening

There are days of grey sky stretching over a pink sheet
There are dolls that get bored day and night and strike a pose
There's a Beyoncé poster, a raspberry candle
There's a keyboard repeating the same phrases

Where were you, every evening?
The weekends, the holidays?
Where were you when I had my homework?
Where is your note of absence?

There's a splinter deep in my heart
Like a big scarf that tightens
When I see myself sitting cross-legged
Drawing a picture for my mother

There are days of grey sky stretching over a pink sheet
There are dolls that get bored day and night and strike a pose
There's a Beyoncé poster, a raspberry candle
There's a keyboard repeating the same phrases

Where were you, every evening?
The weekends, the holidays?
Where were you when I had my homework?
Where is your note of absence?

Where were you, every evening?
The weekends, the holidays?
Where were you when I had my homework?
Where is your note of absence?

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