Change
Apparently, change is a good thing
I can sometimes agree with that
But other times
I think change is the worst,
I like to change up my room quite often, put more things on the wall,
Take things off the walls, and move my bed.
I also like to change my hair, dye it fun colors, and get crazy hair cut’s.
But I hate change when it happens to people, not physical change but mental change.
I hate how you changed,
Before you didn't care, you acted like we were the only two who existed
You liked dancing, singing, and just being absolute idiots,
But now all you care about is how you look to others.
I wish you didn't have to change.
Copyright © Sophie Veirs | Year Posted 2023
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