Change Poem by Alyssa Lynn

Has something changed me? Am I different, have I lost the hope I once had? Do I still have that sparkle in my eye I once had? I thought I found an end to my questions but instead here I find nothing but more of these misunderstandings here. I thought I found myself but am I even myself anymore? I thought maybe if I kept the bits and pieces of me that I did know that maybe that meant I’d keep me, who I am. But I think I’ve lost some of my hope along this journey. I used to be a romantic, without romance, then I found it, and before I could fully grasp it, it was gone. What is left of me, did I lose a piece of me? I feel like maybe something left me, I don’t know for sure what I want to be. Last year I had no idea who on earth I was, I feel discombobulated, is something wrong? Sometimes I wish I could understand my innermost thoughts but they’re foreign to even me. Have I grown comfortable to living in fear, have I forgotten the feisty, fighting self I once had? I’m scared that I’ve done what I promised myself I’d never do…change.