you are what you live with.

When you look back,
what was it that makes you so sad,
was it the happiness that you felt,
the glow you no longer have,
the eyes that once shine,
the legs that once ran,
the hands that held it all together,
the heart that once believed,
the nightmares that were once dreams,
the strength that never went weak,
the truth you lived to,
the lies you never spoke,
the things you were into,
the promises before it broke

And it is then when you realise,
the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree,
what you saw and swore not to be,
you have grown up to become.

-riri-