Change

We want to see ourselves change From odd to fascinating taste We look past as greatest dreams Reborn in a chapter of new beginning. We can always change! When we were too young We tended to lose ourselves Flow mistakes to the river. As we wake up each day We realize that we are brand new It happens little by little But still leaves a mysterious question. Whispers behind our back don’t make us Change is a matter of choice We build ourselves like a Lego house Decide what we’ll be remembered for.