An Empty Shell

I used to be me.
That I know.
But my past self...
Where did he go?

He used to be confident and passionate. He had hopes and dreams.
What ever happened to him? Well, beats me...
Will he ever return? Could he turn things around?
I think I'm losing it, not to sound profound...

I pity myself next to others. I feel they're better than I.
When I think of things now, I just sit there and sigh.
I think it's my fault. I don't know what to do.
Do I keep holding on? Or am I finally through?

All my confidence. All of it gone.
If this is the case, then I know something's wrong.
My head is a battlefield. Of rage and humiliation.
I have to do something. This is an obligation.

How do I find him? I'm going insane as I speak!
How can I change things!? Where do I find who I seek!?

I used to be me.
That I know.
But my past self...
Where did he go...?

~End