Dias Tristes

Without knowing days have past in front of
My old, sad face...
May i remember those days
When we used to wonder
About little things of life?
When we used to play with toys
Under a shiny, honey sun...

Now i stay inside my room watching
Rain falling down
I try to reach reality
But i know i just can't
'cause there are so many things to cry
Yes, there are to many things to cry...
Please forgive me, i started to cry..