Change

Change is all around us; there fore we must accept it. Some of us do just that; then others like me thrive on it. Because we thrive on it times without charges are harder to cope with. So this is a poem for people like me... Everyday the same old thing, Nothing ever seems to change, Always the same every day, Yearning for that moment of change, Loving having no mange, Loneliness comes with this, Leaving sorrow in our kiss, Loved one fade away, Then happiness shall runaway, Always leaving confusion behind, You know our paths are one of a kind, Love and destiny all forgotten, Also fear and worry begotten, Every day the same old thing, Nothing ever seems to change.