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