Life is unfair

Not so long ago
I used to dream
To travel around the globe with only me
To sing my heart out to the music that lit me up
To do the scariest shits just so I could kill my fears
But what has changed now?
Why do I don’t dream anymore?
Where is the shine on my face when I think of the things I used to love?
Why am I so grumpy and tired all the freaking time?
Should I blame life for this?
For not being nice to me
or is it really me who has stopped living every moment with curiosity?
But whatever it is I know I need my life back.