I wish I was as amazing as I once was, having a heart and being there for you just because. I never realized I lost myself, even through months of an unconscious state. Maybe that’s why though, I just couldn’t think straight. I’ve been feeling sedated, and confused. It’s terrible how I used to be the one who always got abused. But now, I take it out on you. Striking and cussing, is that me? Where the hell did I go wrong, what has happened to me? I used to be what I never thought I could be. And I still am, but different entirely. I used to be someone I would now be amazed to meet. Now, I am someone, that I used to hate to see. I guess things piled up. And I guess things, shook me up. Now, I’m someone I detest. It’s funny how I’ve turned out to be like the rest. Will I ever look in the mirror and like what I cannot see, again? Or, in the end, will the surface be all that’s left of me..