For so long, I’ve made effort
To learn, to strive, to grow
To be positive and optimistic
To kindle love’s wondrous glow
While I’ve grown beyond recognition
There’s an emptiness I feel
A sorrow in my heart
That I yearn to understand, to heal
For with each passing day, each month, each year
I've set more of my essence up on a shelf
And hidden behind layers of responsibility
I find I am missing my old free and joyous self
