Who I Used To Be…

If you find the old me please don’t return him

I would be ashamed to look at what I used to be

My past accomplishments feel like they were in a past life

My current efforts barely have any life

I hope to find my way back, maybe some day

My life is madness, filled with bullshit, trials, and sadness

The pressure weighed too much for my shoulders to bare

Lost in the failure, analyzing how I got here

I let everyone down and all ambition is lost

A lost cause

From chasing dreams, standing tall

To marrying vices and alcohol

Alone, depressed, there’s nothing left

If you find the old me please don’t return him

I wouldn’t recognize him

Would ask was that really me?

I would be ashamed to look at who I used to be

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