Changes are needed here now,
Here to show others how.
In anguish it wants out,
To discover what life’s about.

Changes wrought in the depths,
Only to be chained down.
With much struggling and breaths,
It tries to climb to the ground.

Changes here to be displayed,
When it is free to unfurl.
Just beneath the surface made,
Still bound in deathly peril.

Changes realize, felt and true,
Left me here wanting the new.
Why cant the morph be made,
And the newness be displayed.

Date: 11-29-03

(Author's Note: Do any of you ever feel that you could be a better person,
but that you are stuck in a rut because of the people in your life. I mean
the people in your life expect you to act a certain way because you have
always acted that way around them. And you cant seem to change any bad
habbits becuase some how subconsciously you have been programed to act that
way when you are around them. I know i have.)


 
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