Who knows me better that I was not myself?

At times I think about what life gives me and every time I pull away more of everything.
Lately, the desire to leave has become unconditional.
What I mean is that Diana, who smiled, sang, danced and shone even disappeared.
The disappeared ... He left ... left smiling, singing, dancing and even shine.
Now there's no Diana, now there is only one girl who stopped believing in themselves and in the life that surrounds it.
No longer the darling girl that everyone wanted her.
Now it's just another ordinary girl.

Now it is only, Diana.