Game Changer Poem by Sierra Simmons

Game Changer



four Seasons of green
one begins with a tree, air
and me.
They will not understand
what they see, they will fall
in a confused sea of green
they see me moving fast
because of anger the more positive I feel I hide emotion
in different angels, I didn't
know I was a game changer but 24 hrs of the day wasted behind mistakes, Angels in the sky I am looking up with difficult tasks
I switch up the game, I erase the mistakes I make with a change

I can admit when I am wrong
but I can't admit when I 'm right maybe
if I had more to love I wouldn't have to change
I wont forget you but I gotta let go, the best things about me is I'm Crazy but the worst is my flaws I can be rash
but a game changer.

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working in areas that challenge who you are in other tasks
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