Life is a game.

Life is a game, one that many get caught up in. As the years change so do we, but some people they just lose themselves completely. Why is that? Why do we change and become the people we hate most? Don’t tell me we don’t either, because I’ve seen it happen. I remember becoming the very thing that I hated and I remember how cold the world was to me. Even today I still have a hard time recognizing myself, because even though I say I haven’t changed, I have and I can’t go back to being who I used to be.