Used To Be, A Story Of Loss

 Life is a hard struggle
a war against regret
fight for forgiveness or to forget.
somewhere along the way I lost myself.
I used to know what life was about
used to be life was about growing up
not growing apart
used to be life was a sunshine dream
not a cold hard knife in the heart.

Things aren't how their supposed to be
Once I was happy
it was stolen from me
once I was happy
it was stolen from me
Once I was happy
ONCE! ! !

Summers at an end
harsh winter's come
hard leaves will fall
and show I'm not that strong at all
weakness wets my eyes
I'm not the man you think I am.