As much art is, it’s up to the viewer mostly to give it meaning. But for me, and I’m assuming most of the other commenters, this is about child abuse, and the loss of memories and time that can follow. I was sexually abused as a child, and literally lost years of my life. I cannot remember anything from years 7-11. My parents will tell me stories about things I swear never happened. I feel like I lost my childhood, and as the post says, I don’t remember being a child, just my abuse.