I've Been Trying To Be Someone Else For So Long. It Didn't Matter Who I Was Trying To Be As Long As I Wasn't Me & I Realized That When I Mask Off & Looked In The Mirror And Tell Myself That This Is The Only Chance For Now I Get To Actually Be Me I Freeze Because Something That Seems Impossible For Other People Somehow Became Possible For Me I Forgot Who I Was I Continued Looking At My Reflection And Said My Full Name But When It Came Out It Sounds Like This Foreign Language That I Was Still Learning It Wasn't That I Necessarily Lost Myself It's Just Forgot How To Find Myself. I Ignored It And Claim That I Was Dumb And Stupid Not Long After That I Try Remember The Things I Truly Like Not The Things I Said I Liked To Please Other People I Realize That Nothing Came Up Facts That I Should Know About Myself Didn't Come Up In My Book Of Knowledge. Trying To Remember The Little Things I Enjoyed In Life Was Like Trying To Collect Memories Of An Very Old Friend Of Mine The Memories Are Faint And The Details Are Almost Transparent The Only Thing Keeping Me Alerted Of The Old Friend Are Elderly Pictures Of When I Were Happy With Them I Stopped And Realized That That's All I Was Yo Myself An Old Friend A Friend That Left Without An Explanation Days, Months Prating They Would Come Back Then I Got Tired Of Waiting Reality Strikes Me And Register That They Are Gone Maybe One Day I'll Bump Them But Memories Of Who I Was Are Absent Leaving Me Forever Questioning If We Will Ever Be Friends Again