*Written on June 4th 2019*
As we grow old
We grow strange.
From the change
( Was crossed out---happening to us
Changes,
Changing us)
As we grow older
The strain
Of dealing with (the) pain
Of living among people who take you for granted.
People who pull at your strings.
Just think,
What you used to be.
Who you used to be.
The person you were
Compared to
The person you are today.
The people who were your friends
Might disagree,
Saying that
Now you are different.
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Philosophical and Dark Poems
PoetryPhilosophical poems I've written over the years-warning, these things get really deep and some DARK. By Dark i mean-the subject of Death in relation to Life is discussed. Topics include: Time, Life, Death, Choices, Options, Happiness,Changing, Growi...
