Poem: Change

Nothing is the same anymore.

When I look around, I see everything that I remember.

Then when I look at the mirror, I no longer see me.

Yes, I am there, but my spirt is no longer.

My hope for today, my love for yesterday, and my wonder for tomorrow is no longer.

Something has change, yet I do not know what happen.

I used to wake up everyday with a plan, no I wake up no longer thank about my future.

Why is that?

I no longer think that I have one, my world has change, but I have not change with it.

I hold onto the past, secretly hoping that I could go back.

That cannot be, but I wish it could.

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