Have you ever miss the person you used to be?

They talk of fear of losing someone, I´m afraid of losing myself. Of not being the person I used to be again.

You know what? I can feel it. Each day I´m more lost. Each minute, each second of my life it becomes more difficult to find myself.

Mi mind is like an empty sheet, without exits. I have never been so confused. I don’t know what to do, how to think, I don´t even know how to feel.

People ask me if I´m all right, and I have to admit I have not find the answer to that question yet. Why? Because I´m empty. Because there´s nothing but an empty space in my mind, in my heart.  Because I live in a sleepy stage where days pass without finding a reason for moving on, fighting in a war where winning might not worth it.

I turn the music on. Louder. Yes, like this. Trying to fill that hole inside me; trying to ignore that voice that shouts inside me.

But, you know what? No one but me can hear it. They watch me smiling, they look at my eyes, and don´t realize there’s something missing.