there once was

how do i explain myself?
how do i tell them that things are different now?
how do i tell all the ones i meet most regularly that?

maybe 'somewhere along the way we grew up'
maybe somewhere along the way it was i who stopped being whoever, whatever i was
maybe nobody else did move, nobody else did tide down another path

maybe, maybe, maybe
the world is a spectrum of ambiguity

how do i put it in the simplest of ways
that things are not the same?