I close my eyes,
Remember those times.
When I used to jump about.
I used to have my fun.
I wish I could be there now,
Why did I change?
Why am I like this?
What happened to me?
Did I grow?
Or did I hide?
Hide a part of me
I was afraid no one would like?
I used to talk a lot.
I was an unstoppable chatter box.
But I was happier that way.
Wasn't I?
I see myself in photos,
A happy, cheery girl
It seemed so natural to smile, then,
I wish I was her again.
