Embarrassment

It used to be a passion,
So vivid and so bright –
I liked to be on fire.
But now it is
Just an embarrassment
To think of it
In retrospect.
And if someone asks me,
All I have to say is,
‘I don’t even know
What you’re talking about.’

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