Who is this person that I have become?
I used to be acute, radiant, true,
but now... I don't know who I am. I flit
between living and lying, feeling then
dying - there's no point in trying. When did
I change so much that I lost who I was
at the start? "What happened to you?", strangers
guise, their sad eyes looking through the disguise
I so pitifully tried to hide under.
Nothing works - my mind died along with the
happiness I used to know; when she died,
I died with her. The rapturous girl who
left along with the world and I was left
dying eternally in her wake.