the light feels old but so refreshing.
I spend my days recognizing my flaws.
I try in vein to correct them.
Ive cut the ties that hid who i was.
and im left feeling like myself again.
I'm finally doing what ive said i would for the past 10 years.
These eyes are decaying because they have seen the fall.
to say that ive changed and im not seeing clear
is rebutted by every action of the past.
im still me. im just not perfect.
i never said i was a good person.
just that i try to be.
Im the best there is at being me but there are definately better people to be.
