Everything's so different
From the way they used to be.
Nothing's the same anymore.
Even I don't act like me.
I changed within myself today
When yesterday I was innocent and sweet.
I used to be the cute little girl
That was everyone's favorite treat.
Things used to be so simple
Right was right; wrong was wrong.
And whenever something bad happens
In a matter of seconds the memories' gone.
I used to have such dreams
Of things I thought were real.
I used to want to ride unicorns
Through grassy green fields.
But now the world's a different place
To a girl at age sixteen.
Things now become so complicated.
There's right, wrong and what's in between.
What happaned to that girl I used to be?
Where's my willow tree by the stream?
Why am I not innocent little me?
But I'm me, picking up pieces of my shattered dreams.
Monday, February 22, 1999
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