My place now.

The kind of questions that you posed,
Are the kind that offer reflection.
The kind that lifts a mirror,
Not the kind of introspection.
It's a sad and sorry image,
That, in truth, I knew was mine.
I just choose not to be reminded,
For the majority of the time.
I've accepted this is my place now.
It's just a period of time.
I'm expecting to shift a gear, some day,
And I'll have my light again to shine.