You're somewhere out there in this world,
Somewhere in this place.
But something in my life just isn't good,
It's a problem I find hard to face.
Its like a bitter disposition,
Something I can't brace.
I should be happy now,
full of grace.
But I'm in so much pain,
As if I were hit with a mace.
Our memories were whimsical,
Truly something that you cannot erase.
And now I'm just depressed,
Just a basket case.
And all I ask for one last time,
Is to leave my mind, without a trace.
