I was once a shape...
Equally jointed,
at four opposite points.

I was a square...
I never knew the way of the world.
Never open to new experiences,
even when they presented themselves bare...
Even when the shrouds of uncertainty
were wiped away leaving the future unfurled.

I grew up...
Huddled under the roof set above me,
with four walls that kept me safe and sheltered.
That was the entire universe.
That was all I saw...
Views so narrow and uneventful...
A life so bland with the fun bits all sheared.

Never brought up to question...
Never given the time and space to think.
There was always a yardstick upon which I was measured.
The sea of expectations was vast but shallow...
So I could wade forever,
but never sink.

I was once a shape...
No one then expected me to be other than a square.
I had everything I needed,
all within the confines of imposing cordons and tapes.
But the world would constantly rap on the windows.
Peddling its fantastical ware.
It would entice with its secrets and mysteries.
Boasting the wonderful stories it'd like to share.

Memory that I have forgotten
Why do you seek to be remembered
When you're allowed an eternal rest
Because of the connection severed

Yet, continuing to rebuild a bridge
You aim to come back inside
Even though my head is painful
You refuse to say good-bye

When I try to push you out
You stand your ground  profound
When I refuse to remember you
You choose to stick around

I begin to wonder why you can't stop
And leave me where I lay
Even now you cradle me with feelings
No matter what I say

Maybe after all this time that's passed
I've been thinking completely wrong
All these times I swore I was empty
You were there for me all along

Memory that I now remember
I'm sorry for what I've done
I promise to cherish you all my life
My heart is what you've won