everyone's changed and gone different paths
most of the friendships didn't last
these changes are different and frightening
its all new hairstyles, colors, it's not much to my liking
but who am i to judge the decisions they made
still i cant help but feel alone in this maze
it feels as if everyone's true self has disappeared
it's all too shocking and weird
so must i change too, to be apart of them?
or should i stand still forever, until they come back? The only problem is to know when?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem