When I was young,
I was so carefree,
At least that’s how
It seems to me,
Ain’t it sad,
How things turn out to be?
Full of hope,
Full of passionate dreams,
A thrilling new world
Lay right before me,
Ain’t it sad,
How things turn out to be?
Glass half full,
Then it’s half empty,
My mood can change
So very unpredictably,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
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Author:
Carl Halling (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 'Ain't It Sad How Things Turn Out To Be' was written during a periodic low spell, long since passed, possibly in 2016, and originally conceived as a song.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
It is sad when things turn out differently , not in the way want them too . It’s sad when pain comes our way .,, because it makes life feel empty and confusing .
It does for sure, yellowrose, real concern arises when low moods don't lift after a time, thank you.
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