Changes
Who am I?
It seems I've become
a different person
than I once was
you think you will never change
impossible...
nothing stays the same
like running from the wind
It's all around
seeping from the ouside in
or maybe the inside out...
looking into the mirror
wanting to see me
instead
only a memory
of what I used to be
It seems we are changing
every moment
of our lives
From the moment of conception
til the day we say goodbye
Our lives
but a step
towards finding
our place
becoming who we are meant to be
“finding myself”
as we hear people say
gazing into the mirror
only to see
a stranger looking back
at me...
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