Missing who you were

Look in the mirror,
tell me what you see.
Do you see the one you were,
or the one you changed to be?

Do you see a lovely guy,
with manors and a chance?
Or do you see the one you're now,
filth with arrogance?

I hate to see you change like this!
Please stay who you are!
'Cause you're the one I start to miss,
you just seem so far!

I miss the boy I loved so much.
I miss my lovely friend.
I miss your “you-are-my-friend-touch”.
I don’t want this to end!

Tell me if I did something wrong,
I can’t stand this anymore.
We’ve been good friends for so long,
Something I just can’t ignore.