BACK WHEN

BACK WHEN

I’m sitting here thinking about life,

Thinking about how life can change in the blink of an eye.

I can’t help wondering how things went so wrong.

I can’t help asking why, why, why.

I know they say things happen for a reason,

But I just can’t wait for all this to end.

I know in all of this there are lessons to be learned,

But all I can think about is how things were . . . back when.

Back when there was still a smile on your face.

Back when the stars still shined bright in the sky.

Back when there was no sadness every day.

Back when there was a day when I didn’t cry.

Back when there was trust.

Back when every word didn’t seem like a lie.

Back when hearts were filled with love.

Back when I didn’t think, every day, that you were going to die.

Back when the light still shined through the dark.

Back when the flavor of the day wasn’t the tool.

Back when right was right and wrong was wrong.

Back when crazy wasn’t the rule.

Back when there were things I could still believe in.

Back when there were things I could still trust.

Back when I knew what I saw was real.

Back when family coming first was a must.

Back when there was innocence.

Back when things were true.

Back when things were what they seemed.

Back when you were you.

Karma has a way of kicking us in the ass.

Sometimes we have to start our lives all over again.

Lessons in life seem to be the hardest to learn.

Saddest of all is that we may never be able to go . . . back when.

STANLEY HENDRIX

4/27/2012

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