Awake

I cannot tell what I do not know.
I can only share my story, but remind yourself, the details are lost, names I forgot and the years stole much more than my dearest memories.
My story is shared with others, because others are part of my story. And I cannot tell you what they saw, or what they thought, not even what they said, as I cannot tell you that my every thought, my own eyes never deceived me, take that in consideration as I share with you, because humans are flawed...

But I'm no longer one.