Everything changed
The seasons
The weather
The hour
People
We all change
From year to year
From day to day
And now its your time
To grow up
To change
Its what you need
But now
That you are really changing
I dont know
Why i wished for this.
Am i a bad person?
Do i need saving?
Change can be good
To mature
To become you
But to become
My parent
Instead of my brother
I dont need that
I dont want that
And to think
This is only the start.
YOU ARE READING
Exposed
PoetryHere i am With my thoughts My doubts My feeling All layed out Right here Exposed.