I hate my present because i envy my past

I look in the mirror and see misery
look wot i become
a mess

i look at my past
a picture smiling back at me
i hate it
i envy the girl i was

i fear my future it could get worst
i let down the young girl i once was
the dreams i had
shattered now

i use to smile
i use to laugh
now cry
i fill with rage