I Am Not What I Used To Be - Poem by Wayne Young
Like a window I was open,
Like a stream I was flowing,
Like the sun I was happy,
And like a sapling I was swayed easily.
But this life has changed me,
Hardened me into it's will,
Broke me over it's knee,
Shattered my heart into a thousand pieces.
I've learned not to trust,
Anyone who isn't close to me,
There's only a couple,
Who can truly understand,
Why I am not who i used to be.
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