Change
change is so
dange-
rous, so
different, so
new. doomed,
are you; real,
for me, i can't
see from where
i'm standing.
change
for the deranged,
for the already
confused, the
already lost.
where can i go
from Here?
the answer is
near, mere steps
away- stumble me
not, i don't want
to stay.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2009
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