Bright-eyed and bushy tailed.

[incubusgrlm]

They say this look
comes with happiness.
But the mirror breaks
when my eyes graze it.
How much longer will
eternity last?

How can I
gauge success and failure?
If i've done both
with grace and attitude.
And thought too much
over the consequences from both.

They told me this was
a semi-permanant feeling.
A stage that
would leave me be.
But, I'm still feeling it
ten years later,
and the answer is
always just out of reach.

So I ask myself,
How will I be remembered?
And I don't like the answers that I've found.
My identity has been lost
in a mirage of contradictions
and feelings that overwhelmed
my feeble mind.

So, take this baggage
and leave me.
And hope we
meet again one day.
Because neither of us
know who we are now.
And things, my friends,
things always change.