I remember swimming
When I was five I didn’t worry
My past is like a sky full of stars
Hopeful, bright, clear
My vision blurred
When I was ten I was learning
Nothing is clear

I remember eighth grade
I questioned the constellations
My parents remember silence
But I remember violence
I wish I couldn’t remember eighth grade
There are no constellations

I am space dust
I am weak
I am limited
I am small
I am clueless

I want success
I expect the universe
The future is like a black hole
Mysterious, engulfing, suffocating
I feel that I’ll be swallowed up
Choking to death
I think I’ll die this way
Breathless, hopeless, flightless

I remember swimming
Now there’s only drowning