My happiness commited suicide

I’ve learned a lot lately
More so on living in the moment
Not stopping to create in my head
To think of words fo every moment in my life
I’ve done this since I was a kid
It’s almost all gone away now
And honestly it’s making my memory fade
I don’t find as much happiness or sentiment in my life
It feels like giving up half of me
I’m always in my own head
And now I haven’t been for a while
I just don’t feel any nostalgia in life
And people will tell you, “don’t think just liv in the moment”
But here I am
I stepped out of my own head
And lost any sense of my creative happiness
I prefer to stick my head back in the clouds
And let myself fly.