Wrong Man

I think I have forgotten who I am, 

forgotten the difference between can't and can

I have forgotten what it is that made me me,

forgotten how to choose, forgotten how to be

I believe it all started with loving a man,

started with blindness, without having a plan

I believe it all started with submitting to chains,

started with excuses, with hiding the pain

Over time I grew numb to the lies and games,

numb to the insults, to the calling of names

Over time I learned how to no longer breathe,

to no longer fly over the moon, to not disagree

I don't know if I'll ever find me again,

if I'll ever laugh or smile like I did way back when

I don't know if I'll ever sing the same tune,

if I'll dance again like I did at twenty-two

I believe I have pawned the woman I am,

traded in the proud lion for the most pitiful lamb

I was once a mountain, now crumbled to sand,

and all of it started with loving a man...