My Past Life

When you look down upon my face; And you see the sadness and also the disgrace, Please remember, they were not always there; But think of me in your thoughts and your prayer. As it was not really that long ago; When happiness and joy in my face did show, When love and peace had also occupied my heart; But then from me, those emotions did part. A smile and a laugh was the first to leave; Then next were my dreams and the need to believe, My feelings and words of compassion would disappear; Then stronger grew my hate, and also my fear. The world that I knew it was no longer my friend; The hope that I had I would no longer send, My life and my home it became a different place; And it is all there when you look down, upon my face.