Why aren't things the same?

by AzNWiNgZ   Jul 28, 2005


I'll never know what happened,
Blinded by the truth.
Now I stand here waiting,
Thinking of my youth.

What ever happened,
To those joyful days.
Those laughter and those happy tears,
Just went all away.

I feel the raindrops hit,
Stinging me with sadness and pain.
I'm like a lock that lost my key,
Why aren't things the same?

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