Time won't fly it's like I'm paralyzed by it. I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it.
I feel lost. I don't know why. I've been found and redeemed and life is mine, but still I keep wandering. The sensation that something is missing, something is lost, something can never be found again, is still with me. That girl I was, I want to be her again. I wish I knew where she'd gone to. I don't like who I am anymore. I don't want to be this person, this me, this girl in the mirror. I miss the one I used to be, with curly brown hair and a pink scarf and ambition and drive. She loved life. She lived it. She wasn't swallowed by fears and insecurities. I hope someday I'll find her.
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