The one of forgotten days

Who are you?

how do you know so much?

when I look at yo I get a rush,

a rush of anger,

a ruch of hate,

let us sit down have a debate,

were you there?

where I had been,

beneath the trees of pink and green,

were you the one who saved my life?

you say I forgot, 

how could I?

you say you once knew me,

tho memory’s erased

so why when I look at you do I feel such hate,

so were you the one from forgotten days?