My friends have changed
Over the many years
No one is the same
My fears are now unchained,
To be let loose upon my mind
To fill me with doubt
It’s as though I’m trapped in a drought,
Forever thirsting for a friend
Someone who will not stray
From the path they walk,
For someone who will journey
With me thru night and day,
Though my mind is full of fears
I have to wonder
Is it I who blunder?
And stray from my way
Am I the one who
No longer cares
To try and stay unchanged?
Or are they guilty too
Of changing with me
As though we are the leaves
That fall upon the ground
From the autumn trees
To let the old die away
And the new life come
Again one day
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