Today

Today has me questioning,
On what we judge ourselves.
Like variant products,
On supermarket shelves.

Friends from before,
Have little patience and time,
For who I've become.
And the life that's now mine.

No respect for the choices,
The challenges and fear.
Why 'she' lives her life,
Because of what 'she' holds dear.

Friends from afterwards,
Are considerate and kind,
Supportive, and caring.
To the old me, they're blind.

For what I bring to their life,
The person they see,
They say they are grateful,
And so proud to love me.

There are more from before,
And less from the after.
The first break my heart,
The latter fix it with laughter.