i know it's all right here but,

i miss the days when my head was so quiet i worried about why i wasn't thinking so much
i miss hearing the voice within me, and knowing how to communicate with it whenever i wanted
i miss feeling rested and stretched
i miss having energy and feeling real
why do we fall into compromising ourselves? who is it for? what good does it do anyone?
i miss reading and learning, and paying attention in class
i miss my family and my house, and having good things to tell my mother
i miss yoga and riding my bike and sitting by the river
i miss reflections and closing my eyes
some days i even miss you
and i miss breathing.