the way we were once
the way i was once
is somthing other than whole
stamped with a time of months
is the glass half empty or full?
all i ever was, was a runt
that has fallen into a hole
will they help me out?
guess i,ll never know
i want to scream.and shout
but your words took a toll
i remain silent
as i prepare of another blow
but not from you,who seems so unrelient
but from my very soul
which once had the courage of a giant
but than my hope you stole
and now i cant even cry out
i'd only keep you as close as i could throw
but instead i am lost.not found
my heart is filled with coal
but still no regret you show
cause only chaos is your goal