It’s just enough for us to laugh together,

But now I want them to see me,

And know that this act isn’t any joke.

It’s real.

So it’s become complicated,

I’m contemplating reverse,

Turning it around seems impossible,

Because the inner soul is fighting,

That change is good,

But this isn’t what I want.

Seems everything I’ve ever received I’ve rejected.

And what can be said but sorry?

Apologies will never suffice for this confusion.