If Its True
If its true
that people change,
then why do you wear
this look,
that looks so strange?
The same old routine
you own,
its yours
and
its always yours
alone.
Despite what your faking.
Still the same on the inside.
And you'll always be.
Just as it seemed.
A meaningless moment,
when all your dreams agreed.
That which and why
you decide.
Your tongue starts swelling
as you drift away
with the ocean tide.
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