Me, I miss the old me, as free and commanding as a Queen Bee.
Me, I miss the old me, who was as happy as she can be.
Me, the old me, where are you?
Me, the old me, have you gone to that hill to play and sing?
Me, the old me, what would you do if you were happy?
Me, the old me, who would you meet if you were sad?
Me, oh the old me, so bright and peaceful was your smile,
A radiant flow of love and happiness, did you spread like a virus, but only you, you my dear were more like an antivirus.
Your passion to love more than just yourself but others was what they could see right?

Me, the old me, what happened to me?
Me, the old me, where did you voyage to?
Me, the old me, when shall I behold your return?
Me, the old me, can't you fight it?
Me, the old me, how were you able to forgive?
Me, the old me, I can't seem to find you, nor your scent, but I did vision a whisk of you.
You...