Early 2000’s

I can see it coming strong and wild 
That same old inner pain that follows me
Since I was an weak scared little child 

I wake up daily to face another round 

Those teens reminds me of who I used to be 

The boy who wanted too much but still stands on the ground

I should remember those days are gone

But the grown boy isn’t healed yet 

I thought I was doing fine but I was wrong 

The light which broke the darkness 

Is now lighting places I once hide 

Those scars are exposed showing my weakness

Cutting old roots hurts 

And I’m the one to do the dirty work

But are you with me on this? 

Can you handle that complex roller coaster called me?