I miss the person I used to be.
I miss the way I’d always have a smile for the world, I miss the way I’d always have song in my heart.
I miss the way I believed in love, I miss the way I trusted.
I miss the way I looked at the world, with the innocence of a child.
I miss the way I’d always find joy in the hard times, and I miss the way I always cared.
Now, I am a shell…and who I used to be, is dead and gone.
Now, I don’t have a smile to spare…and I have no song in my soul.
Now, I don’t believe in love…it only causes pain.
Now, I don’t trust anyone…because they only use their words for lies and betrayal.
Now, I do not see the world through the eyes of an innocent…I only see the world as it is.
Now, I can’t even find joy without a struggle. And now, I can’t even seem to bring myself to care.
The person I used to be, isn’t just dead and gone…she was destroyed by someone who shows no remorse.
Never to be seen again. Instead…I have taken her place.
And I will always mourn the loss of who I used to be…but I will rise from the grave of who I once was, and this time…you will not bring me down.