Wondering where I went (Part 4)

It wasn't that long ago, but it felt an eternity. Once upon a time, I had one piercing, a smile, big bright eyes.

Today I look in the mirror and see the coiled up hair, the tired eyes, my double piercings and worn smile.

I see the devestation of my disorganised mind, the desire to go back, rewind the clock and embrace the positives of my inner self, before the June of last year took everything, even my dignity.