When you become so familiar with a word,
That it becomes foreign;

When you spend so much time writing,
That you forget how to read;

When you look in the mirror, thinking,
"Who's she?"

When a voice you've known for years,
Suddenly sounds different;

When you look away from a friend for one second,
And that friend becomes an enemy;

Does it ever get easier to move on
From something that never existed?