Losing Myself.

It's funny when you're lost but you know exactly where you are. You lost yourself, you see all these amazing people and you just can't help but feel small, and you can't help but feel sorry for yourself, because I can't.Maybe you even start to change, little by little and sooner or later, you're a different person. One day, you're going to look back and maybe you'll miss the girl who smiled for the whole world. Maybe you'll miss yourself, and you wish you can turn back time but you can't. You search for answers, you search for an explanation for yourself, a reason, I guess. But the only thing you can think of is going back to where you started, who you were before. And you come to the saddest part, its when you dont know who you are or where you're from. You can't go back and you're sad because the reason for it all is because you've lost yourself completely.