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Once Like You

2010

Where’s the friend I used to know, who I adored so long ago

This person that’s in front of me, they’re not who they used to be

Sure, I can help and push you in, but you’re the one who’s got to swim

I’m sorry I can’t stick around, it hurts too much to watch you drown

 

How many times have you been told, all that glitters is not gold

Take the marriage that you threw away, still can’t forgive who YOU betrayed

To get to where you need to be starts with accountability

It’s not your lack of gratitude, what sucks here is your attitude

 

Still 16 at 40 girl aint you getting any smarter

Don’t fear those things that hurt, they just make you stronger

But those bills sitting over here aint gonna magically disappear

Come on now get a clue

Yeah, I was once like you

 

The obstacles in your way, can never simply go away

Afraid it’s up to you this time, to dig your heels in and climb

It’s time to grow up and be your own responsibility

Your heart’s not a revolving door, you’re not the victim anymore

 

Still 16 at 40, girl you ain’t getting any younger

Don’t fear those things that hurt, they just make you stronger

But those kids, they don’t need pretend, they need a mother not a friend

Come on now get a clue

Yeah, I was once like you

 

Still 16 at 40, girl you ain’t getting any younger

Don’t fear those things that hurt or let hate feed your hunger

Stop looking to everyone else, you’ll find what you need within yourself

Darlin it’s all up to you

Yeah, I was once like you

 

 

Yeah, I was once like you

     Have you ever been in a terrible funk that took you a lot of hard work and sacrifice to pull your self out of ... and then you come in contact with a friend who, completely unmeaning, in their own struggle with life starts to pull you down right back into the funk that you faught so hard to get out of? That is exactly what this song is about. It is seeing a friend in a current place that I used to be, wanting to help, but being unable to because in trying it was only dragging me down with her. It didn't matter how much I loved my friend, I had to love myself more or I thought I would never recover. Still love my friend dearly. Sometimes we just have to take a step back in order to keep ourselves afloat.

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