Not Me

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I thought one glimpse was fine,
Just one quick look,
But I came back and looked closer.
What I saw or what I was seeing,
Wasn't me or at least I didn't recognize the me that I see.
The more I looked the longer I thought.
Who is this person, was it truly me?
The me that I see isn't the me that I wanted to be.
I've changed.
The question is though, was it for the better or for the worst?
My eyes looked exhausted, darkness taking them.
They weren't the bright brown-green eyes I've had.
They are no longer bright or nor is there any trace of green, just darkness.
My smile fake as plastic.
Having no meaning, no hope.
Nothing, but lost and emotionless.
I blinked a few times and realized I was not me.
The me that I wanted to be.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 25, 2015 ⏰

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