Staying The Same And What Not Poem by Desiree Whitamore

Since i was a little younger
i always had my dreams.
i always had this hunger
to accomplish all these things.
i believed in magic, i guess.
miracles too, maybe.
i passed all the hidden tests
until they got a hold of me.
i don't know what people must've thought
when i said i'd get out one day.
i can't believe the fights i fought
to make them hear what i used to say.
and now its still not worth it.
i endured too much pain.
i cried and had my fits
and i prayed for you not to change.
but you did. you changed.
and i wish i could make you see.
that because you're not the same
you can't stay the same to me