Sitting and watching...
I see myself as a child,
The innocent behaviour remains.
The kindness and determination
Has no end,
Despite hardships.
Enter something new.
I see my adulthood now,
With a kind of darkness in my soul.
I don't remember the innocent feelings anymore;
There's only something
Heavier than my heart.
I observe this transition from afar,
And I wonder:
What have I become now?
