I have changed.
The person that I you knew no longer lives here.
I do not know where he went, but he is gone.
The times that you remember I have forgot.
The bad ones still live deep in my soul, but they are soon about to go.
The tears and wondering what could be no longer.
I am no longer the person that never gets the answer.
Finally, I am becoming the person that looks back at me.
Not the one that always holds his head down with shame.
I am just me.
Misconception 