The Change Remains The Same Poem by Boi1da Torres

Everyday is the same
It’s the way
You live each day
Life is still a game
You play at risk
You risk to play
Live for no one
But yourself
Take a good look
Everything is the same
Same
Same
No change
I wonder sometimes
Are you the one
Same one
I grew up calling friend
I once was naïve too
I thought of it
A teenage phase
Its sad to see
Some continue
Living those old days
Does maturity
Not come with age
I guess not
Some remain the same
Same
Same
No change
Nothings changed
There’s no telling who’ll be next
To be grasped into the grips
Grips of hell
The tormenting image
You only see in fiction
There’s no telling who’ll be next
To be grasped into the grips
Grips of ADDICTION