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Before I was Me
Been thinking about a tattoo I’d get written across my body for when my mind finally gives way. My mind going is about the only thing I’m truly frightened of…
Before I was me…
I used to be fit, and even quite smart -
We’d chat about love, history, sports, and arts:
And I could run, run like the wind,
And had a pretty good voice, just loved to sing.
But now I am me -
Not much more than a shell,
My body doesn’t work,
And my brain’s no longer well.
And if parts of me live, Well, I’ll never know;
Probably get angry at you, For the confusion I hold;
So now this is me, please forgive my imposure,
But somewhere in here, I’m seeking closure.
Before I was me…
I was sharp as a tack, I’d help your spirit soar
Lift you up when times were bleak,
Always believed that you could be more.
I had your back, but now on mine,
Is who I once was, way back in time;
A time I loved, a time I’d been broken;
Being friends with you, would be no mere token.
