This one is called Only Time Will Tell. I wrote it during a difficult time of my life so you may find it a little depressing.
As I sit in my darkest moment
I think and I wonder
What has happened to my one life's thunder
How have I gotten to this lowly place
Without emotion on my face
Just a plain drawn out look
Like a withered up old book
Will it ever get better I ask myself
Or is my life already on the shelf
Why must I sit and slowly grow mad
Can my life really be this bad
I find myself dwelling on what I could of had
And it makes my lonely heart grow sad
Has the road I have taken
Been right or wrong
I guess only time will tell
I say it will get better as time proceeds
That is something I will just have to believe
My life is not over
It has only begun
The war is not over
Though some battles are won
I will push on
I say to myself
Take my life one day at a time
Now I sit back and find
My tension slowly start to unwind
Hey my life is fine
I must of been blind
Why must I do this to myself
Go through theese periods of pain
Will my moods ever remain the same
Well oh well
I guess only time will tell
