Who Am I?

A text from an old friend is all it takes for me to stop and think. old friends have this power. to make you go back to times that you forgot have ever existed in your life. as for me, he reminds me of the old me. just one text from him. one simple text. suddenly i felt like he doesnt know anymore. what if he hates me now? what if who i turnout to be is someone he doesnt wanna be friends with anymore? then, i stopped and think. why should he feel that way? and i realised that 6 years ago, if i knew me now i would not like me. somehow along the way, i become someone that i dont want to end up to be. i know my friends would not hate me for that. everyone change, everyone grows up. but i asked myself, do i like me? i answered no. im not happy. i do things because i think its what my other friends do. its because i need to be cool maybe. or just to make other people happy. but not for myself. theres still time to change myself to be who i want to be. but when youre already doing those things as part of yoyr life its hard to stop. but i want to stop. i just need someone who knows me, KNOWS me. remind me who i was? who i can be. because right now, i dont enjoy being me. i have regrets and i dont like the reasons for me to do things. i wanna be and do what makes me happy. what makes my old friends happy. because, truly. theyre the one who knows me best. who knows what im capable of. thank you for caring, dear old friend. cant wait to be back in kk and catch up with all my friends. and family. love yous!