(old friend)
i think i know you
i've seen your face at this door
a thousand times --
a thousand miles --
so many times
and places before

lost eyes
veiled and shadowed
with shoulders hunched and bowed
heavy regrets
you can't forget
and defeats you were not allowed

(my friend)
i think i know you
yes, i've seen that face before
i wish
i hadn't remembered
i don't want to be you anymore.

Angst Revisited.