Not the same as
I used to be,
though we all wish I was.
But now I've changed,
gotten older.
But gotten weaker,
on the inside.
Wishing there were a way
to go back to
the good old days,
where there was no worry,
no depression.
Just sun filled days
of laughter.
But now there's drugs,
now there's fear,
now there's pain and death.