Here I was a year ago from today
I was a free soul always out and about
Energetic and proud in every way
Seemed like I was headed to a great route
Always like a silly child on the inside
But a serene appearance masked my face
Feeling like life was an easy and free ride
But I was wrong, and it’s flying by like a race
But here I am now, still the same appearance
Serene and tranquil still is as I appear
But the old feeling on the inside is a disappearance
But on the inside, I’m full of despair and fear
For I know I will not be the same a year from now
But hopefully I don’t look worse next year and ask, “How?”