When I see who you were back then
And who you are now, I am confused

Not born with a silver spoon, yet refined
You rebelled, then, and craved my family

We were unabashedly affectionate and kind
And your spine was tired of the iron rod in it

Being told you disappointed them daily
Eventually took your joy away, and you too

You met a man at college that they loved
Who could give you nice things, them prestige

You had finally caved to their status quo
Now who you are I simply no longer know

And I am left to wonder, did I ever know you