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I know I used to be crazy,
I know I used to be funny,
You say I used to be a monster,
But I say I was young...

I'm still the same person, just a little different now,
A little quieter than before,
I laugh a little less,
And understand the world a little more.

You only remember my mistakes,
But you forgot all my smiles.
You turned me into a monster,
Without knowing that behind all that chaos,
There was a tired young soul.

I wasn't bad, I was just immature,
Full of dreams, excitement, and mistakes.
I'm still that same person,
With a heart that sometimes doesn't know
How to survive in this world.

So if you speak of my past,
Remember all of it.
I wasn't just the monster you describe,
I was once a young soul
Who simply didn't know how to grow up...

A beautiful, emotional female voice, deep and slightly husky, soft but powerful. Slow melancholic spoken-word poetry with cinematic dark atmosphere. The woman should sound mature, expressive, and slightly nostalgic, as if remembering her younger self. Gentle piano in the background, subtle strings, soft reverb, dramatic pauses between lines. No male vocals, no rap, no upbeat rhythm. Emotional storytelling, haunting and poetic delivery. English language.