I don't know if you intended sarcasm.
If you were trying to make a point.
Or if your goal was a scathing remark.
Regardless,
I have changed.
The world is no longer as bright a place.
I have known pain and loss.
Though I know it is not comparable to that felt by some others.
The world is cold and unforgiving,
With small moments of happiness mixed in at strange intervals.
And sometimes I struggle to find the strength to push on.
I'm not a Savior or a miracle worker.
I'm no longer mysterious.
I'm still naïve at times.
Still have moments where I cry.
I'm not perfect.
Nor am I the same as I once was.