Not that I remember.

I'm here.

I'm alive.

I'm breathing.

But slowly, I'm sinking into the depths of the unknown.

I'm losing myself.

Losing who I used to be.

I'm forgetting who I was.

Who I wanted to be.

Who I am.

Who am I?

I don't know anymore.

One second I was here, 

and the next,

I was gone.

Now I'm traveling down a dark path

headed towards something I'm sure I don't want.

But I keep trying to convince myself I do.

I want to be different.

I want to stand out.

But like this?

No.

Not like this.

I liked who I was.

I liked who I wanted to become.

But this?

This isn't me.

This is not the me that I remember.