Who am I? Well whoever I was, she is gone now. I miss who I used to be, I miss being happy all the time, I miss the past, because in the past I was happy. Most of the time I am not, but hey no one really knows that. I'm too good at hiding what I'm feeling, too good and not showing any emotions to anyone. Why do I do this? What is the point of it? I have no idea, if I know I would be the girl I used to be. That girl, well she is gone, she will never be back. If only she would come back. I wish I could figure out who I'm supposed to be, because I do not believe this is who I am supposed to be. If it is, well I will just have to get used to it, but the funny thing is I'm already used to it, and the sad thing is I have been for over 6 years. How much longer will I have to take living like this? When will I find myself? Maybe I never will, maybe some people just aren't supposed to find them selves... Hopefully that isn't the case for me. Hopefully there is still some hope left, hopes to succeed, hopes to become who I am meant to be, hopes in being happy. All I'm asking for is some hope, and faith that I'm going to be happy one day, because without those two things life is not as great as it is said to be.
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