Last night I dreamt,
I dreamt about somebody being ripped apart from me,
And a whisper that it's all going to be okay.
I woke up with tears on my face,
And I shook my head, not understanding.
Not understanding why it hurts.
That somebody was my old self-
The one who disappointed others,
The one who cheated others,
The one who lie without guilt.
Why would I feel sad with my old self gone?
But when I look into the mirror,
The changes to who I was...
Is there even a me anymore?