Often times I forget
What my life could have been
How different I could have been
I could have been a different me
I was a different me
I was a shadow
A hollow
Of who I am now
And still now I am incomplete
A work in progress
But
I am still more now
Than I ever thought I would be
Day to day
There are whispers of my past
That blow in my ear
To haunt me
And I am reminded of
Reality
Once again
I am new
