Everything changes. In my eyes, the world seems to be in a constant state of fast forward.
Fads come and go, styles warp, kids discover drugs and alcohol, and personalities change. I'd like to say that I'm the same person I have always been, but I would be lying to you and myself.
Sometimes I miss those days. The days where all I wanted was to fit in. Where the best thing I could imagine was being different, but still havin friends.
There is no denying it. I'm different than I was a year ago.
I listen to different music, talk about different things, wear different clothes.
Sometimes I just can't see past it all.