Nothing is the same anymore.
When I look around, I see everything that I remember.
Then when I look at the mirror, I no longer see me.
Yes, I am there, but my spirt is no longer.
My hope for today, my love for yesterday, and my wonder for tomorrow is no longer.
Something has change, yet I do not know what happen.
I used to wake up everyday with a plan, no I wake up no longer thank about my future.
Why is that?
I no longer think that I have one, my world has change, but I have not change with it.
I hold onto the past, secretly hoping that I could go back.
That cannot be, but I wish it could.