Oh nostalgia, I remember you, yesterday and last year.
I remember starting my blog and beginning to love myself.
It was all of a bit of a blur really, because some of it has gone.
The laughter the love and the tears,
Suddenly there’s none.
Haha nostalgia I look at you, when I’m flicking through My Story.
I see you looking through the eyes of me… just a tap and I’m pretty.
Those friends I don’t talk to much think that is what I’m like…
But no, I’m much more ugly.
I wish like long ago I pick up my phone to start writing.
To be able to write with freedom, not fear or scare of fighting.
I just wish the Internet was happier, a better place to be.
Because right now when I turn you off there’s a feeling inside of me.
I’m better now. Better if without you *media*.