when we all agree

will you take it gracefully?

and years from now

will you be forgotten?

i take each day as it comes

but still i assume it's all wrong

i remember me in my infancy

how strange to feel i was braver then

but still

so many harder things lie ahead of me

and i will

not be swayed by your idiocy

everything's changed

everyone's gone

i'm all on my own

as i knew all along

and i remember now what i had meant to say

how strange to feel i was braver then

all i call my own

all i call myself

i have spent so long

without the change i need

and if i think things through

it doesn't seem too clear

as if there's no importance

in the things i hold most dear