Did anyone know him? Did anyone care?
Was anyone sure that he was actually there?
But he's gone now, what a waste of a mind,
And with him he took a story of time.
A time when he was loved, happy and cheerful,
A time when he was needed, greeted, and hugged.
But those times have gone with the wind.
Dreams that were so lively, have now worn paper thin.
Battered and bruised from an endless fight,
He thinks it's over, I'm done. It's time to turn out the light.
He yells in his anger "you'll never win! You can't get me down!"
But soon his laugh turned into a frown.
He's lost the game. his long claim to fame is now over.
He has fought his feelings till they're through,
A side which turned him black and blue.
Now he sits in the darkness and wonders why,
He was so unlucky to live this life....
It only took one shot, to one head,
It was one thought, now one's dead.