Contemplations
In a crazed and sorted out madness
I am caught up in all of my sadness
Thinking of the happy days of my past
Those grand old days, will they last
As I yell out, shout, and scream
And sit back, contemplate, and dream
Will my happiness come into play?
Or would I just dream of it another day
Will those old days come back and shine
The past still lingers on my mind
But one day I hope to find,
the true meaning of all mankind
I am caught up in all of my sadness
Thinking of the happy days of my past
Those grand old days, will they last
As I yell out, shout, and scream
And sit back, contemplate, and dream
Will my happiness come into play?
Or would I just dream of it another day
Will those old days come back and shine
The past still lingers on my mind
But one day I hope to find,
the true meaning of all mankind
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