and when I were to return home
would you recognize the thing before you
long ago much confidence held
but now the years have eroded me down my friend
not that I am saying it is a bad thing
I rather like it if you ask
but I know you see a skeleton
an echo of a joyous soul past
I may look worn thin but really I swear...
I like myself
I just cannot open up the way I used to
and I cannot say or do the things I used to
so when you ask what is wrong
the reply would be nothing
but that I am not the same one I was six years ago
so learn to relearn me
and accept that if a friend in me you truly do find
that you will accept this phenomenon