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Retrograde
Is it me? I think I have amnesia.
Somehow you seem a blur.
The noise you make is just a sound.
I do not know you anymore.
Tell me that I know you.
That I'm not just losing my mind.
I pick out things that I like to remember,
But now is just not the time.
I remember that we played together.
For you, I had great respect.
But now, things just seem so weary.
I look at you from retrospect.
We used to be "real" sisters.
I don't understand how things fell apart.
Sometimes I miss you, but right now I don't
Because you wear me like a scar.
