Change

A change is bound to occur Never to be in one’s pace Life... a little more moving lesser Have we a forgotten self to chase? Never to be in control Simply how time will allow for gradual Nevertheless to be asked, to be told The one in us to never once remain as mutual Haven’t you a life to be believing so much So much to have a maintaining you Or a life left to only believing as such? Separating a self-sustaining truth from what’s real Yet it comes to us without us knowing Often belated to only then realize A lifetime left to be borrowing Have I a change known to fantasize? When change is bound to occur I did not fathom to chase Life... have I change for a better? Some self... have I remembered my pace?