crashlanding [poetry]

vicissitude.

change
change is fine
there is nothing wrong with change

but i don't like it all at once

i am nothing like the person
i was years ago
what's scary is how i remember
how sure of myself i was

but how was i so sure i would always
be the same old me?
how wrong i was.

and now look at me
i'm not even sure if i'm really alive
for though i'm still here
i lack a heartbeat

; if my classmates read this you'll know where i got the title. hahahaha