Finding Myself

Where is it. It was just here.
I could’ve sworn it was right there.
My old self is gone and I can’t find it.
I used to want to eat oreos and nutella, now all I want to do is cry.
Things that made me happy don’t exist anymore. I’m so sad and gloomy.
I wish I can do cartwheels on the roof. But I don’t even have the energy to brush my hair.
I’ve became as sour as pickles and nobody gets why, even me.
I want to find myself again where did I go? Help!
I remember being so happy that I’d skip to school.
Now it's so hard to even get out of bed in the mourning. Where am I going?
Can I come with you?
Don’t leave me here.
I want to find myself again.

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