I miss the old me the one who always wore pink and smiled so much her face would hurt the old me that used to laugh at every little thing even if it wasn't funny I used to have so much confidence
but now look at me walking around with a fake smile scares on my arms caring about what everyone says covering my face waiting for the night to come when everyone is asleep so I can be alone in my room thinking
how did I get here and when will my pain end
