From the day we are born we start loosing things As we grow we loose countless blessings, moments, people and things. First we loose our innocence as a child, and then we loose the baby teeth we had for while Along the way we loose friends we hold dear, we loose time every second As life goes on every day. They teach us to count days and years but the lost really keeps the pace. Loosing socks in the dryer, loosing keys to the freaking car I even lost my hair Loosing money, loosing lovers it never seems to go away Trying to hold onto much of it Will drive you in the ground. So we either keep starting over Some of it isn’t recoverable at all So along the way we hope that it will end but there’s no end in sight Looses mount up all around us, like the dark streets do at night A wall of clouds. The loses seem so endless That one can’t but help to scream and ask Why it all ways seem to happen, thinking it only happens to us Just to share and let me tell you In this post you’re not alone. We all keep loosing many things from birth until were gone.