I'm charged. I'm alive. I am who you are. Deep down in the bottomless pit of woes, screaming silently. I'm turning the pages of your life fifty pages at a time. It's confusing so I don't blame you. Your excuses make me sick, yet I feel pity.
Now that I am old, life has turned on me. The life I tried living and lived decided to move onto someone younger. Bah. We all knew this would happen.
Shine. It's time.
This is what happens when you forget.