Who Was I
Many years ago I was somebody.
It was very clear:
I knew my place in the world
I was content if not happy
I needed only my family
I needed my friends
I needed my memories
I needed my God
I was complete, more or less
Why did I ever imagine I wasn’t?
What possessed me
To seek something I did not need?
If only I could go back
Undo what’s done
Who would I be now?
Would I be less bitter?
Would I be more trusting?
Would I be less foolish?
Oh, to be that me again.
Damn him!
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