I feel lost, not knowing where to go.
Walking in circles, thinking I know.
Thinking hard and wondering why.
Why is my life so differ? Sometimes I wanna cry.

I wish I were back, as a young boy.
Always running around, so full of joy.
I love my parents, and I don't mean what I say.
Just that I feel lost, and don't know my way

I can't see my reasons, for being mad.
I miss the fun times, we all had.
Them times have changed, and so have I.
I can't promise to be happy, but I shall try.

I think I found my way, and I'm not lost.
And I will change, no matter what the cost.

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Ill try to change, and be a fun guy.
Someone happy, that's no lie.