Where is it. It was just here.
I couldâ€™ve sworn it was right there.
My old self is gone and I canâ€™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 donâ€™t exist anymore. Iâ€™m so sad and gloomy.
I wish I can do cartwheels on the roof. But I donâ€™t even have the energy to brush my hair.
Iâ€™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 Iâ€™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?
Donâ€™t leave me here.
I want to find myself again.