the past me

I remember telling everyone how happy and contented I am with all the things that I have. But that was before.

I was a happy go lucky.

I was satisfied.

I was kind.

I was doing fine.

I was positive.

I experienced the phase of everyone's lives where people would feel contentment and real happiness.

I learned how to turn bad things into good things.

I was that happy.

But one day, I woke up. Feeling groggy and grumpy. I didn't know what happened to me. I told myself, "maybe this is just gonna be one of those days where I can shake every negative thoughts in my head off." and so I went through my day.

Everything felt weird.

Everything doesn't feel the same.

I felt like everything has changed.

Then the next day, I woke up.

Not smiling.

Not greeting anyone.

I just prepared myself to go to school.

Didn't drink my coffee. Didn't eat my breakfast.

It just felt like my lips lost its ability to smile.

My eyes lost their sparkles.

My brain was filled with knots.

I was confused.

I was angry.

I was irritated.

I was rude.

I was negative.

I changed.