i've changed.
whatever happened to the old me?
when i look at old photos, young photos,
i recollect how i used to be.
daring, innocent, child-like, godly, nothing else would matter in the world.
i'd never want to hurt a friend.
i'd never want to cause grief or sadness to anyone.

i had goals,
i had aspirations,
i had dreams,
i had real smiles.

i never thought of getting piercings,
never thought of getting tattoos,
never thought of smoking,
never thought of drugs,
never thought of alcohol.

i guess i understand how my parents feel now,
that i look back at old photos and saw how happy i was,
how words would never shake me,
how firm i was,
how laidback i was,
how happy-go-lucky i was.
everything's changed i guess,
and it forever will be.

happiness as a child,
was merely slides,
swings,
lollipops,
friends.

i guess life's like that,
as you mature,
your definition of happiness changes along with you.

i miss the old me,
i really do.