This change is bad, this change is no good. Things suck now, way more than they should. You were different a long time ago, but the way you are now there is no room to grow. I miss the old you, how you were back then. All the good times when we didn't have to pretend. You act okay, even though your not. Some days are great, but I always forgot. You are not okay and you probably never will be. I really wish this change didn't have such an affect on me.