A Person I Used to Be

A Person I Used to Be

It seems as though time just goes on by

I must keep on moving or life will leave me behind

Time is different now, but my past seems to be alive

Living each day of life, trying my best to survive

For the years that have past, times ive stood tall

Keeping my head held high, or days I felt I would fall

Till the days I had my greatest or the days I had my worst

To the points in my life I felt like it was cursed

Where I was always sad and always depressed

Silent in my mind, feelings I never repressed

Alone to myself, finding myself in dreams

Lost in chaos, where no one can hear my screams

I feel so alone yet people surround me

Not knowing how I feel, for they can not see

No one sees my sorrow no one feels my pain

Failure to notice my arms or my cut up veins

That was my life then, the horrid times in my past

I changed since; my life is longer to last

Went from cutting my arms, to being best I can be

My pain gone from eyes, see a sudden glow of glee

Now you read my poem from the worst times to best

I would never change my way of life, I accept no less