Before I left, and she came

i stand alone

as though im without myself

as though ive lost my own being

as though im someone else

i miss who i used to be

but i can only vaguely remember

that person inside me

its so hard to remember

Before all the lies

before i lost hope

before my insides died

when i washed them with scope

i wanted that good taste

all i wanted was their love

its all i can remember

as a child, all i dreamed of

i pretend that i remember

a time when i was happy

but even thinking long and hard

i can barely recall

a time before depression

a time before the fall

i cant remember when it happened

when did i stop, and lose myself

when did the innocence end

and i become someone else?

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