but somewhere along the way
I lost a few, I shrunk, I grew, I twisted and turned into something new
I'm not the person you once knew.
Some bits still fit, the easy fix, from the clean breaks, the choices that were easy to make, you can still see the straight lines where I cut and paste, trying to rewrite, revise, renew, revive
And somewhere along the way I realized that grasping at shards will cut.