The Person You Used to Know
I am the person you used to know You thought she was gone; She was. She still is - I am her, but she is buried. She has not changed; She is tired, She is hoarse, She is hungry - She has been locked up for a long time. She ran away and never got to explain why. She is tragic, She is sad. She has no way to explain the years between, She has no way to make anyone understand, She is alone. She is not who you think she is now, But she will never tell you that. Now is all that's left. Now is the bittersweet act. Now is just the easiest way forward; Forward is the only path left.