I miss that little girl in the pictures
The one who's always smiling and happy
Who is hyper and gets sleep
The one without any scars
The one who never dreamed of touching
A cigarette or a blunt
The one who never wanted to
Put a bottle to her mouth and drink
I miss her
I sometimes think I see her
But I don't recognize her anymore
The light is gone from her eyes
There's bags under her eyes
She looks tired
But not a tired sleep can fix
It's the type of tired when you give up
I miss that little girl I used to be
What happened to her?
