Its a Bit Foggy

You've changed, you know? You last year wouldn't be moving like this, you last year would be disappointed in you.

How am I to know?

How am I to know the difference?

This actuality, made by who?

By what?

To what are these insurmountable difficulties derived from?

And to what do they matter?

Have I really fallen down so far that I am broken?

Irreparable?

Have my ambitions simply disappeared into placid aspirations? 

Hopeless?

You say they have.

You say I have.

I beg to myself expecting an answer and yet my lack of address continues with such inquiries.

Burdened 

By myself.

Granted the ignorance of my ways

By myself.

Oh, but you know.

You always know.

You've changed.

How?

I don't understand?

Just explain

You last year woul-

Stop it!

Just tell me

Who was I?

Who?

Be moving like th-

Is change truly that great of sin?

What am I dust now?

Simply a mirror reflecting broken pieces?

Disappointed in you.

I'm disappointed in you.

Who cares?

My foundation is cracked and yet

I still stand 

It's too late..?. 

The floor is  b ro ke n 

We're already

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