- i've broken in ways i can't explain i feel like a walking memory i miss who i used to be and how i used to fight and i miss that way of life more when i'm outside and i know i can't hold on to it it's a difficult time for so many that i know-- and i believe that they will come out of it i recognize in them something i lost crying on my friend's lap in a bathroom stall almost a year ago i had a bad feeling about these months but i never could've imagined the things that i've learned there's still a little bit of hope but i know things will get a lot worse before they get better and i know this time i have to face the music alone |