What has become of me?
This is not who I used to be
When I look in the mirror
I see
She's not me
She's not me
Has the same looks and the same smell
But I know very well
She's my former self
And I am just the shell
Tell myself it's no big deal
But the emptiness I feel
It's just too real
Will I ever heal?
When she's having lots of fun with her friends
I'm sitting in the corner or on the stands
How I wish I could turn back time's hand
But I can't
What has become of me?
This is not who I used to be
The feeling of incompleteness
Makes me
Look at her and say
"I'm not real"
It's a poem about Naminé, and her thoughts about Kairi.
