The harping over nothingness
The empty conformity
The void of who I used to be
Did I give them too much sorrow?
The mindless frustrations
The endless accusations
Too many unrealistic expectations
Did I give too much of the me I hate?
The lack of patience
The absence of grace
Failing to just embrace the moment
Did I give them too little of the me I wanted them to see?
The love of who there are
The joy of who they will be
The music no one hears that’s inside of me
