I Miss Me
I miss me. The old me. The one that used to smile at everything. The one who laughed with everyone. The one who cared and helped people. The one most would describe as a sunshine character. I miss how I used to have motivation. I miss how I used to have hope. I saw that bright side of things even when things were bad. I miss the people I chose as my family. I miss how I was down for anything. I miss my vibe. I miss me. I miss my goals. I miss how I used to be. I was proud of myself. Happy. How amazing I felt. How I used to be. Now I cry. Now Im mad. Now I dont want to do anything. Now I hate. Now I just can't wait for death to take me. No motivation. No goals. I hate myself. Now I'm depressing to be around. I am not happy. Nobody knows, or nobody cares. I am nobody, no more of a somebody. I dont even know myself. I am lost. I feel alone. I miss all of what used to be me. Someone who is now gone forever. I can't find myself. Because I am not myself. I miss me.
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