11:11 (Poem Book#2) [Trigger Warning]

who I was.

I lost who I was.
Maybe that's why I'm not enough.
At the beginning I was still me.
Same style
Same personality.
I didnt lie to impress, or make shit up.
Because I need to be me for it to be true love.
But I felt myself change.
Now looking back I feel strange.
I used to be confident
Outgoing, fun.
I would stay outside until the day was done.
But I feel I've changed. I want my old self back.
But that's not how it works. It's my childhood wonder I lack.
I'm not who I am.
But I'm not who I was.
So I'll just do as a normal person does.
I'll try to be more me that I am right here.
And towards happy future I hope I steer.