Simulacra Of Unique Pain And Joy

all your ghosts are rendered strangers simulacra of unique pain and joy all your ghosts outgrow you and they grow up disappointing you expected something better they don't know you like they think they do, but you don't know you like you think you do now are you still the person you always thought yourself to be? I thought I'd be a dead man by now, not a woman turning 30 there's always more surprises they don't know you like they think they do, but you don't know you like you think you do