I started out so confident but with time I became uncertain of everything. You were not there from the beginning so you are unaware of the difference.
These times have changed you but I was already changed by the trauma, so often.
I wake to another day after another struggle. Is this all I have to hold to or will things get better somehow, someday?
I started out with so many dreams and now I want to do nothing mostly. You’ve been unaware of what’s in me all of this time. You only see your reflection when you glance my direction.
No need for this silence I’ve already known life is complex from the life I’ve been living.