The Old Me.

As days go bye, i’m feel cold. If only i could’ve told, no one could ever figure me out until it was to late

days go by i can feel my fate “if only i could  disintegrate“. Life has a meaning they say

but as i lay i feel myself drowning in sorrow, thinking about tomorrow.  The happy girl 

they once knew was gone but not for long,  she began the learn to love and grow as her depression began to become

low. The loss of a friend has turned her around and she’s no longer looking down. She’s turned her cheek 

to the heartbreak only for her to realize what earth has for her to awake. She’s becoming happy 

and almost never sappy, she loves the way the new world tastes and can’t wait to see what waits.