You know that feeling. That one that makes you sick. The one that takes very bit of control you have away from you? Yea, that one. Change. But not just regular change, no. Self change. That can be the worst kind. When you feel yourself fading away. You can't pull it back. You know everyone is leaving because technically, you're gone too. All your friends are gone. What you used to think funny isn't funny anymore. The people you thought would always be there, they're gone now. They aren't coming back. No matter how hard you try. They aren't. They're gone. You're gone. You're life is different. You have no one now. No one. You isolate yourself. You can't bring it back. Nothing can be brought back. You're dead. Dead. You can't bring back the dead they say. Oh, but we sure do try, don't we? Everyone is leaving you, and you let them. You know, there's no fixing it now. There's no going back. So yo hold on tightly to what you do have now. But that will make them leave soon too. They will. They'll leave too. Like everyone else. Because you've changed. People don't like change. But they've changed too. They don't see it. You don't. You say nothing. You keep it locked in. You're not their best friend anymore. They don't like talking to you anymore because they found someone better. It's lost. Your life. Your personality. Your happiness. It's gone. It's never coming back. Don't try. I stopped.
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Short "poems" by me
PoesíaThis'll just be some short things I've wrote. Many will cover multiple emotions and situations for people. These are written by me, please do not steal anything from these.
