I look in the mirror and the face looking back at me isn't mine.
What happened to the old me?
The me that used to smile in the pain.
The me who laughed instead of cried.
I was one of the most lighthearted people you would ever meet.
I didn't care what you thought.
But the one day...all that changed.
I changed.
My smile became a rarity.
My laughing was hidden.
I care what you think.
That's not what I want.
I want the old me back, oh, please come back.
Go back to that smiling, happy, silly, little kid you used to be.
YOU ARE READING
My Heart in a Box
PoetryUNDERGOING EDITING [Highest rank 103 in Poetry 11-12-17] [#105 in Poetry 11-02-17] [ #139 in Poetry 10-13-17] [#205 in Poetry 9-21-17] We never know what to expect in life. I take what it gives me and melt it into words that leak into Poems.
