maybe i should be on a display

I don't know who I am anymore,
I thought I knew but I was wrong,
Everything changes so quickly,
all my friends are long gone,
I just can't keep up with my own life,
I fuck up regularly,
a life peppered with strife,
I guess I wouldn't have it any other way though,
that is good cuz in this body my mind stays,
Happiness seems so epically far away,
every mistake I make drains me,
maybe i should be on a display,
the one who strayed too far away,
I can't keep these emotions at bay,
my thoughts are like a freeway at rush hour,
nonstop with no time to smell the flowers,