My Blanket

Have you ever wonder?
Where is the saver place i could go?
I called it my savior
The thing that could hide my hole

When the day feels hard to pass
When the night cold as blizzard
I pray it didn't turn into a mess
So i cuddle it hard

Smells of my body stucks into it
So on the memory goes
I will always keep it
Because inside of it my memories plays