Day in, day out. The pattern, the routine never changes.
I'm not who you recall anymore, but a mere shell of who I was a year ago.
Maybe this is just an in between phase, in a sense. A spring cleaning of personalities, clearing out the clutter in anticipation of a new me waiting to be formed.
I almost wish I had a way to explain all of this, explain the moods I've been feeling.
I'm always wishing on a star to be a better person. Maybe this is just a sign for me to take the chance and make it happen. You don't become a better person over night.
Day in, day out. I am making this change.
