confusion

back to a place

used to be so cozy

now i don't recognize anymore

slices of passion

walk across a long gallery

pictures of myself

who are those people

they used to ken me

who am I?

don't recognize myself

another sentence

same hang

some things changed

others didn't

other responsibilities

same skills

charging the unknown

evrything seem so dissimilar

but still the same

I think I'll have to make new answers

to the old questions