upon reflection, I know what I want

Your eyes were so busy
Seeing something else
That there wasn’t even
The slight reflection of myself
To be seen
To be known
As we all must be known.
I want to have friends that I can trust
That love me for the man I've become, not the man that I was
I want to have friends that let me be
All alone when being alone is all that I need

I want to fit in to the perfect space
Feel natural and safe in a volatile place
and I want to grow old without the pain
give my body back to the earth and not complain

Will you understand when I am too old of a man?
Will you forget, when we have paid our debt
Who did we borrow from? 
Who did we borrow from?

-from The Perfect Space, The Avett Brothers