Good to See You Again

Home, a diorama on a shelf
The legacy version of myself
It all worked out, better than I was hoping
Love, a throughline with the coping

I couldn’t say
With certainty
What exactly was
Wrong with me
It took me so long
To find out who I’ve always been
Still, it’s good to see you
Good to see you again
(If I knew now what I knew then)

The heartfelt absurdity looking back
An opera sung by clowns dressed all in black
If I met my young self, I’d take a breath and then
I’d say, it’s good, it’s good to see you again