So young I was when filled with dreams and hopes,
So long ago, So long ago
Now I must change what I do dream,
For it came crumbling before my feet,
Fragile it was like glass but now is cracked,
Picking up the pieces and putting it together,
All that I can see is not as it was before
Just a pile of nothing lying there before me,
All I do now is mope and sulk,
Doing nothing but wasting away my time,
Hoping that something
Something will come along my way,
To keep me busy so that I my dillydally,
So to keep me from my thoughts
My deep deep thoughts.
