Sometimes..
I feel people dislike me for the way I behave or talk. Or rather, I feel I dislike myself - wished I was more like someone else instead.

Sometimes..
I feel that I no longer have the priviledge to enjoy myself like the times were.
and oh, how much i miss those times..

Sometimes..
I feel better being a recluse, to stay away from all the people that I love, the fun that I love..

Sometimes..
I feel like I am no longer the person I once was.. and that I'm losing "touch", my emotions, passion.. drive. 
Slowly, unconsciously.

I wonder.. what was it that I used to think life was about..?

Sometimes, it does feel as if I lost myself since that day.. The day you left and took everything in me with you.