Who am I to be now?
Now, that I’ve burned away my core,
And fell the hollowing deceit of hoping.
Who am I to be?
After I’ve been a friend, a shoulder to lean against.
After the heartbreak, and soul quakes.
Who am I to be?
When everyone who’s ever known me fades away.
Do I, know me?
Could I dare say that I do?
I know there is a broken girl waiting
Waiting for the clouds to break,
And for the heart ache-
-to stop.
But beyond that I may never know.
I keep surprising myself.
One foot in front of another,
And another, and another, I go.
Never flinching to the cutting wind,
Or the sharps on my feet.
Just one foot in front of another.
Who am I to be?
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