there are moments when i feel at one with myself.
because i really do try my best.
but then there are others when the line goes dead.
the language i can no longer speak.
from a logical perspective the memory is ideal.
but lurking in the shadows is that void.
i can never seem to shake it off
though at times it appears as if i can,
as if i believe so myself.
or is it all just in my head?