words turned to shapes

Reminiscing with old pictures,
Let/s me remember who I am.
Distracted complacent and deranged,
Never new life could get this strange.
One moment, one thought, I/m up.
One word cut from your lips
I/m down and can/t get out.
Trying to be better,
Let it go or you’ll go no where.
I/m wearing this crown of hate,
It/s crooked but sealed my fate.
Far away now
too far gone to care
Am I really that dumb?