I don’t know

As the days continue to progress,

Something is beginning to change.

They ask me why I look sad.

I don't know.

I sit in my room,

I look around as if I'm looking for something but,

I don't know.

I scroll through my phone and see everyone living their own world.

A tear rolls down my cheek without notice.

The reason: I don't know.

I'm beginning to believe that everything around me is changing, 

When I realize it's only me.

I'm tired of always being second.

I can't seem to get anything right anymore.

I'm tired of being sad

I can't think the way I used to.

I'm tired of people asking me what I want to be when I Don't Know.

I don't know anything anymore.

The worst part:

I don't know me anymore.