Not who I used to be
I’ve lost what I’ve made and ...
I don’t know if I can recover.
The people I called ‘friends’ turned out to be jerks who only wanted me for thier benefit...
The memory’s that would make me happy turn out sour...
The pillow I lay on every night..
The blanket that protects me from the cold night...
The stuffed animal that I hold to see something from the past that was happy,
All turn out bad...
All turn out with a sour ending...
All turn out with a cring hack job kid..
But I don’t want to let them control me...
I wanted them to lift me instead of breaking bonds and burning bridges.
I’m not who I I used to be, because I changed it, and it changed me.
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