Change from a broken heart

Last night, I looked in the mirror,
What I saw I didn't recognize.
I saw puffy brown eyes,
red from crying.
I saw pouting pink lips,
They used to be in a smile...
I saw hair messed and tangled,
The hair I used to obsess about.
Suddenly,
I relise I don't know who I am.
If I'm different out,
Then have I changed on the inside?...

For the first time in 13 years,
What I'm seeing,
I don't like.
Where did the simple and delicate girl go?
Where did this rough and hurt mess come from?..
Then I remember, time changed me.
I fell in love...