Change

October 3, 2003

Change is not something we take well
It feels like a swift trip through hell
One day you’re here, the next you’re there
An overwhelming feeling of fear

Your nerves make their presence known
Once again you’re knocked from the throne
New people, new faces
All these new places

Overcome the change
Be a man
Hold up your head, pretend to understand
Tell a lie, tell the truth
Who you are is deep within you

Change is good
It lets you know you’re alive
Once in a while it’s a fun ride

Image by GLady from Pixabay

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