I used to be blissful, caring, kind, and big heart for others. however somewhat reality turns me into someone I did not use to being.
I miss my old self. I want to go back to who I used to be. I want to enjoy the little things I usually love to do.
but it is too late to go back, there is no chance to get my old self back. the things I loved before are drawing writing reading but now all ever know is responsibility and life is hard.
I used to love but now that I experience grief, betrayal, deception, and hurt by people I trust and thought will be loyal to me until the end I was wrong
people change the world change, and society changes. the only one that doesn't change is life will fuck with you at least you expect.
I'm numb don't care anymore and am just following the rules of life.
{smidget}
