Nick Fisher


Changes


Things are not what they used to be
Changes are soon to come
One way or the other
Changes can be good or bad
Something has to be different
Changes, they have to happen
The way we are, The way we act
Changes are a way of life
Why should I change
Can't I stay who I am?
No, it won't be allowed
I must because if nothing changes
Nothing Changes

Submitted: Saturday, May 08, 2010

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  • Samuel Pennell (5/8/2010 9:19:00 PM)

    That was excellent! I really enjoyed reading that, you are a talented writer! Please check out my latest poem, it is called 'Thundering Youth.' Please copy and paste this address to your address bar:

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