I didn’t used to be like this
I didn’t used to cry
I was so happy and careless
I used to be free and high
I didn’t use to be like this
All I do is moan
I wonder what the day will hold
and if I should stay at home
I didn’t used to be like this
I reflect on every word
The thoughts that go around my head
Are words that should not be heard
I sit and ponder who I am
And why I have changed so much
My heads messed up
It’s a big mess
How have I ended up like this?


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