Who Are You

Visions of what you once were. So many months and now a sickly shadow.

You take responsibility for letting yourself go. My hands were in the pot too, I say I didn’t know.

You can’t hear what I say, When you get this way.

It claws my heart out with every bad day.

I love you. Maybe. Who knows.

Deaf ears on good words prey.

Who are you now? It’s a different day. I’m fighting to keep you any which way.

Because I know the fight and the pain of who you are now.

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