Moving Poem by Alexa Martin

Since the day we moved I haven't been myself.
I lost friends.
I lost hope in myself of ever being something more.
I'm angry all the time and don't want to be.
I try to be my old self but I just can't.
I can't take a joke.
I have no confident in myself,
But much in others.
I can't laugh at my family anymore,
I don't know why i just can't.
I know i'm different now.
But there absolubly nothing I can do.
I'm not the same little girl I used to be.