Not anymore

I used to be sensible,
Did as I was told,
Enjoyed being the good girl.
Not anymore.

I used to cry if I didn’t understand,
If I was late for class,
Or if I missed my bus.
Not anymore.

I used to want to learn,
Wanted to be the best,
And to know the most.
Not anymore.

I used to do everything perfectly,
Make sure it was all correct,
And completely finished.
Not anymore.

I used to hear his proud voice,
When he talked of me,
His clever daughter.
Not anymore.

I used to know how it felt,
To be happy,
And to enjoy being alive.
Not anymore.