I look at the sun each day 

Wondering how my life could have been differant 

Walking on paths, and thinking, which way 

All of them seem gloomy none of them magnificent 

As tears roll down my face 

Wishing I knew what to do 

The struggle in each breath I take 

Its not as easy as it looks 

Nothing is as easy as it looks 

But determination I used 

My feelings could have been abused  

That's how I got through these dark days

One path as bright as the sun

And another as dark as the night

Which path do i take?