Not The Same - Poem by Joseph Tanner
Having to move with the times,
Tomorrow doesn’t wait.
People come and go,
Some never leave.
Never accepting the day is at an end,
Holding onto every last second,
Like a dying man,
Never wanting to change with the time,
Comfortable with their way of life,
Wishing those days back.
Not wanting to lose touch with reality.
Scared of change,
Things won’t ever be the same,
For I have changed.
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