oh, how things change
what are "things' anyway?
people, beliefs, feelings, passion?
its all neverending
at least it seems
looking back, im no different
and when i say that i mean im completely different
always
the past years have shaped me
and im really hoping more takes place
cause i still feel some emptiness now and then
but its just that, that makes me feel like im living
without angst, and sorrow, and temperment
i wouldnt be strong
although im not half as strong as people think
people tell me im too nice
people tell me ive got shitty friends
tell me, whats your story?
do you have one, or are you just too busy knit picking mine?
i say, it is what it is..........
ill make changes on my own time
maybe next time will be the right time?
maybe next time, will be your time
save your strength
save your wasted time
destroy what destroys you
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