Changeling

by Cherise   Apr 17, 2007


I lost the compassion,
along with all it's mapping,
All the things i thought i once had,
are all of sudden lacking.
Dreamy days, just pass on by
I never did much of anything,
But i still wonder why.

Smoking weed, and hugging tress
now only make me torn.
Carrying loads, on empty roads
make me ask why I was born.

Well god hasn't been treating me good,
Things ain't turning out
the way I think they should
Finding it sort of hard, to truly walk straight
but this to me is not a concern,
but a simple twist of fate.

I tug on this rope,
But someones on the other end,
and she's not a friend,
and she's making it impossible
for me to start again.

But no, I can't be upset,
and No, I can't cry,
like the convict,he did change
and now so must I.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rach

    Good job, i love it! you kept my attention thru the whole poem, which is great. look forward to reading more of your work 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Vanessa

    Very well written, it flowed nicely. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by firexdancer

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    gabriella

  • 17 years ago

    by tyanna

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  • 17 years ago

    by Melpomene

    I liked this poem i think it portrayed so much throughout it. It was a superb poem on life lept me interested throughout it all. Good job with this ~mel

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