I’ve changed.
I’ve grew,
and not for the better.
I used to laugh.
But now I wither.
I lie in my room and stare at my ceiling.
I wish I was different,
but times have changed me.
I’m not the same.
I don’t smile, I cry.
And I’ll watch myself die.
Because I’ve been changed,
that’s life.
Always a different person inside.
Change exists, and I hate it.
Take me to 2019,
when I wasn’t hated.
Change change, and more change.
Nothings ever the same.
Grow up, go back.
Life’s insane.
Oh, how I hate change.