Change

by Cristina   Aug 1, 2004


Change: alter, variety, make or become different
Something that occurs everyday
Some people adapt, some don't
The question is: What type of person am i ?
Do i adapt easily ? Or does it take me time ?
How can you make your mistakes go away,
If you don't want to move ?
How can you move on,
If you don't learn from your mistakes?
See the cycle?
Some people think life is meant for living
But some pass their whole life dieing
And when they really do,
They´re just starting to live
Does it make sense ? NO
It shouldn't´t, that´s the way it is, why?
Because it depends on how you chose to live
it varies because we´re not the same
Some of us use the future as an excuse to live in the past,
And some of us use it as an excuse to die
We live life as if it would end tomorrow
We learn from our mistakes
We lose more than we gain
but we live...
we don't stop just because
If you find us
We´ll have a lonely heart
we won´t have faith, hope, nor dreams
But some how we move on
It´s just the way we are
We look back a lot
Thinking how we can fix the lives
that we destroyed
Doing that kills us little by little
But it doesn't´t really matter
We don´t know the meaning of happiness
Only the meaning of pain
Pain that is gained by paying for the mistakes we make,
Gained from exposing ourselves to live, to love, to be happy
Pain is what keeps us going
It´s our guiding light
Because we suffer, we live
and if we live, we change.

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