To Remember Poem by Natasha LaTulip

What was it like to love on my own, to learn and to grow, to put myself first, I don't remember.
When was the las time when I remembered my lines, and sang to a crowd, I don't remember.
When was it last that life moved fast, and I remember mostly smiling, I don't remember.
When was the last time that peace was easy to find and I didn't have to wait to be myself, I don't remember.
Why was it that I was so eager t osay yes, before saying yes to myself, I don't remember.
If I break a heart to reach personal goals; then when looking back, will I remember?
-Because it is worth it to remember.