A Lot Less

The less I knew,
The more I rebelled,
Wanting to solve life’s mysteries,
When all lay unraveled,
Discontent grew,
Now, I don’t wish to know,
How do we end up,
Where we end up,
A reality that could only have been fiction,
Stares at its reflection,
Of the hand on the head,
There are no memories,
Only what the old melodies bring,
A wistful expression,
What if you were here,
How different life would have been,
To run into daddies arms,
While the world around kept burning,
No safe haven like yours,
Only borrowed, stolen,
Short-lived,
I make do with what I have,
A lot less than when you were here…