There's no point in trying. It's never gonna be the same again. Everything's changed, everyone's changed. I see myself for who I am.
I know that I'll never go back to being the silly kid I once was; a few months ago or maybe a lifetime ago. I boasted of intense emotions, craved acceptance. I don't want it anymore. A part of me has died. It's been a rude awakening.
Moving on, letting go is essential they say. And I did believe in things happening for a reason, didn't I? So, why has my faith forsaken me? Dunno if things are gonna get better or worse, it no longer makes a difference.
For I laugh away the whole day; the nightmare starts only when i close my eyes and it all comes back in a rush of vivid colors.