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Before I left, and she came
i stand alone
as though im without myself
as though ive lost my own being
as though im someone else
i miss who i used to be
but i can only vaguely remember
that person inside me
its so hard to remember
Before all the lies
before i lost hope
before my insides died
when i washed them with scope
i wanted that good taste
all i wanted was their love
its all i can remember
as a child, all i dreamed of
i pretend that i remember
a time when i was happy
but even thinking long and hard
i can barely recall
a time before depression
a time before the fall
i cant remember when it happened
when did i stop, and lose myself
when did the innocence end
and i become someone else?
