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Change


I am changing,

My heart won't cry, nor feel..

And even fakes a smile,

That fools my pain for awhile..

I was born to remember,

And yet I don't have a memory...

I wanted it to be in numbers,

But I was caught up with the others...

I always wanted unity,

But I was dense to ignore poverty..

I hoped for a bright future,

It was my greed and not a cure...

I am changing,

And yet I am still hurting..

I cannot let go of my dreams,

But waking up is curing...