All I see anymore is greys and blacks.
It didn't use to like this.
I use to be happy,
I use to smile,
I’m now sad,
I now frown,
All I feel anymore is hurt and sadness.
It use to be different.
I use to laugh,
I use to be happy at home,
Now I can only act happy,
Now I cry,
I miss the color in my life.
I miss the comfort at home.
Things use to be different.
I use to trust people,
I use to Love family,
Now I have a brick wall,
Now I want nothing to do with them,
I miss the respect,
I miss the love.
Life use to be different,
but now, all I see, is grey’s and blacks.