A long time ago I used to care.
I like the girl that used to care.
Now I don’t care anymore.
I want to care.
Sometimes I can’t find it in me to give a damn about anything.
Then, somehow by some miracle the old me comes back.
She cares again.
She feels like caring, she does care!
Closing my eyes and thinking about myself seems to be the only way I can remember who I was and who I still want to be.
Am I imaging that I’ve changed since I was 14 or have I really changed?!
I dont know.
I only know what I know.
ITS REAL.