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Used to Be
May 6, 2014
The people that I talk to,
don’t know
who I was before.
They assume I was
always
this loud and
smiley.
Why do they assume
that?
I was not like
this before.
I was terrified
of even
going out.
I would cry and
scream through
the halls.
Every time I hear
someone crying through
the halls,
it takes me back
to those days where
I did the same thing.
I don’t like remembering
those times.
I just cant…
It’s to hard to remember
without breaking down.
It is still a fresh
wound that can’t be
healed yet.
© Dana D., Gansevoort, NY
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