Now that time has passed
I wonder if everyone new
notice what you know
Familiar golden bracelet
that I carry the sea with me
The idealistic eyes
in love with new days
shedding the weight of your worries
Now I’m too good for ‘bad’
too bad for ‘good’
You were okay
Your self-pronounced role
to be both
You were just troubled
I’m good at feeling again now
And seeing who brings
which part of me around
S. L. Cottle