100 Peices of Me

Change

I was held in my place, unmoving in time

All around me I watched things happen

It was all darkness, as I didn't officially exist, yet I could still catch glimpses

Of the world around me

Stars burned brightly, mothering planets and life, even not as we know it

They faded and turned into more ethereal forces

I would no longer bask in their glow

But revel in their power

Change is a sad thing to know, a hard thing to comprehend, and a treasure to behold;

It happens only once in many different ways

I peered into holes inside of the threads of time and saw other places inside

Their existence broke the rules

But again, were there ever any to begin with?

Some of these places were created by human minds

Others destroyed by them

And their incognitnt refusal to accept them for what they were

Change is a sad thing to know, a hard thing to comprehend, and a treasure to behold;

It happens only once in many different ways

I would no longer be able to appreciate these places' beauty

But remember their glory

I looked inside of myself

I saw an amazing energy

I looked outside again

I saw my physical self

That part grew to something amazing yet inexplicable

Change is a sad thing to know, a hard thing to comprehend, and a treasure to behold;

It happens only once in many different ways

I would no longer look the same

But still hold the same fire inside

Change is a sad thing to know, a hard thing to comprehend, and a treasure to behold;

It happens only once in many different ways

That is why we must appreciate it when it happens in as many ways as we can

Never forget what it was before

And never forget that it will become