I was happy and detached from life before. I liked my breezy outlook on everything. I was calm, collected; not much bothered me. I wouldn't lie, no matter what. I was completely face-value.
Now I'm starting to feel again; get angry, frustrated, embarrassed. Lying is tempting its way back into my life. I feel like I can be hurt again. I'm not enjoying what is; I'm looking forwards all the time. I'm threatening to become myself a few years ago. There is a reason I changed.
I'm not saying I don't love this new phase, but I do miss the old, simple me. She was a version of myself I could finally be somewhat happy with.
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