Look at me now

One day you will look at me and say what happened to him? Where is the chunky kid that stumbled over his words and got red-faced at anything? The one that I remembered didn’t have any dreams or aspirations and didn’t seem to care about anything. He was the one that didn’t have a path in front of him, the one that was going nowhere. All he had was the money in his wallet a bad haircut and no style. Wasn’t he really awkward and didn’t have any common sense? Yea, I remember him being weird, just so different. I didn’t really like him. He made me feel like I was doing something wrong, and I just did what everyone else did. I had abs, and I wore the best clothes. I had all the girls, I was popular. I started on the football team for 3 years. I knew where I was going. I deserved to be at the top. I was cool. Everybody liked me. I had all the coolest parties, I had the best car, I had everything. And on that same day, I will look at you and say, look at me now.