Change is inevitable and I'm not a fan of it.
Just thinking about change will make me sick
Change is constant ; to that fact I should stick
What else can I do if there's nothing else to pick?
Change is a stranger who patiently waits
to open the door and unlock the gate
of my heart, to accept what he has to offer today
Then, maybe I should not be doubtful and afraid.
Should have seen change from a different view
The only one he cares about is me and you
Change is friendly since then if I only knew
I'll embrace him with open arms coz his intention is true.
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Jesusy's Diary: The Rising Poetess
PoetryIt all started with a red diary my mom had bought me. 16 year-old Jesusy is naive yet sincere; confused yet loves the truth; fragile and oversensitive, yet loving and thoughtful. Dive into my 16-year old heart nearly turning 17 as you read "Jesusy's...
