I miss the old young me,
Before the pain changed me,
Before the rain of pain washed away,
My innocent face,
Left me with a pale pained face,
And it planted some thorns in my heart,

Then I stand here today,
With my legs trembling on the ground,
Like a volcano is about to erupt,
But why should I fear,
Because the pain already disrupted me,
It took away all my innocence with disruption,
I don’t even know myself any more,

Why did no one tell me
That one day I would come across,
A monster called pain,
I heard that people change like seasons,
And it never made sense to me,
I thought it was optional change,
But it wasn’t and it makes sense now,
It was pain that changed them,

Now I just look at myself in the mirror,
And ask myself, “Who am I?
What am I capable of?”
Because this isn’t me,
It’s just some pain that spits poison,
At innocent people
Because it wants to change them,
Like it did to me and you