Younger me

What would younger me think if we met

Would I be proud or want to press reset?

Will I be horrified of the pain to come?

Maybe it'll tell me where it came from

I let us down, but join me on this walk

Younger me, can I get a moment to talk

It's true we've accomplished great things

And yes, we get up after what life brings

Proud of us, both past-and present me

But there're events I wish we'd never see

People who took a shut on us, left a scar

Demons haunting, made us who we are

Miss when I wasn't a stranger to my body

Before life and thoughts seemed muddy

When I wasn't afraid of the future ahead

Can I forgive me for what I now regret?

I'm building a life on an unstable ground

It's shaking and I'm afraid to stay around

I don't trust thoughts that visit my brain

I always end up carrying more pain