we
believed
who
we used
to be
was the us
we’d always
be…
but we shed our
old skin
for new
skin…
we grew away
from our old
selves
like we were empty
worn out
shells…
so
slow
we moved
we forgot
the words
of
our
youthful
anthem
we so lovingly
sang
now
we
laugh
but
differently
not so innocently
like before
we still cry
but we
worry
who
our
tears
fall
upon
our
childish
dreams
ripped
apart
like smoke
in a strong wind
one
hopeful
unfulfilled
dream at
a time,
drifting
disappearing
into the
nondescript
the
ever after
to the place
we will never
know nor
visit
and have
access
to
when we
leave
this
vessel
we believe
we own
and inhabit
that we think
is actually
us.
