Change Isn'T Always Good
He never just goes with the flow
Why is it all he does is work?
He says he loves it so
So why is it not a perk?
He doesn’t love the way he use to
Nobody knows him anymore
Do you see how he looks at you?
He probably thinks it’s a chore
All he wants is just to die
He cuts his wrist and watches it bleed
All he does is make people cry
His pain is no longer a little seed
Now it is his heart
That sits and wallows in the pain
Changing this way wasn’t very smart
He lays there now, feeling his shame
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