Untitled (2/16/2000)
You remember me from my wilder days
when I danced all night on tables
and laughed really loud
You remember my nose ring,
camouflaged shorts and the
daisies in my hair
You remember me as independent
self-assured and happy
but that was before the depression
the countless hours spent hunched over
a toilet seat and weighed the world on my bathroom scale
You know me now as conservative
and careful
quiet and thoughtful
not daring to speak out
You say, “You’re nothing like you used to be.”
I grew up.