Amnesia of the mind, body, and soul
you turn to look in the mirror and think...
"Who are you and what have you done to me?
What happened to the beautiful girl?
You know, the one that smiled, laughed, played, cared...
She did it all so when and what did you do to make her fall?"
Then you see her, but only for a second.
Because then this girl that is who I am comes in.
She replaces the "Used to be" with the "Now"
No more smiles of pure happiness, just painted on frowns of remembrance
Lost inside with no way out, the "Used to be" swims upward, hoping.
Reaching for the light to find herself being pushed down by the "Now"
