Mhmmmmmm... I thought I'd lost something of myself... somewhere between yesterday and who I had to become. I searched in old photographs. Old songs. Old places that once felt like home. As if somewhere... I'd find the person I used to be. Mhmmmmmm... But maybe... I was looking in the wrong direction. I was never gone... I was there in every breath. In every morning I got up... when staying down would have been easier. I was never gone... just quieter than the world around me. Mhmmmmmm... We change. Sometimes slowly. Sometimes all at once. And one day we look into a mirror... and wonder: When did I become you? But maybe that's the wrong question. Maybe I should ask... how much of me did I carry all this way? Mhmmmmmm... I WAS NEVER GONE... I was hiding in the smallest things. In the way I still laugh. The songs that still reach me. The things that still make me stop... and feel. I WAS NEVER GONE... I just stopped listening for my own voice. Mhmmmmmm... Maybe finding yourself isn't going back. Maybe there is no going back. Maybe it's turning around... looking at everything you've become... and saying: There you are. Mhmmmmmm... Not who I was. Not who I thought I'd be. Just me. With everything I've carried. Everything I've lost. Everything I've learned to live without. And still... something inside me knows my name. Mhmmmmmm... I WAS NEVER GONE... I was here... through every year. Every wrong turn. Every goodbye. Every moment I thought I'd disappeared. I WAS NEVER GONE... And maybe I don't need to find myself anymore. Maybe... I just needed to notice... I'm still here. Mhmmmmmm... Still here... still me. Mhmmmmmmmm... I was never gone.
