When people change, you can see it in everything they do.
Her eyes used to shine so bright, but now they're dim and cold. As if they're looking somewhere far beyond where she is.
He used to have a skip in every step and a smile from ear to ear, but now he slumps his shoulders and has a fake smile plastered on his face when he's around his friends.
She used to sing along to every song on the car radio, even if she hardly knew it. Now she just hums along with a song now and again.
He used to play the piano, and he was excellent at it. But now it sits up in the attic collecting dust.
People go through things daily and it can change them. Change them to the point where they no longer enjoy the things they used to love.
And the saddest part of that is, no one seems to notice it anymore.
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PoetryA series of poems. Some inspirational, others relatable; they all are meant to help me get what I feel out of my head and out into the world.
