Change

‘Why can’t I be normal?’ She yelled. ‘It’s not fair!’ She demanded. But still The mountains didn’t move when she walked; The flowers didn’t grow to be near her; Nor did the wind even bother to change direction. ‘I bet you wouldn’t even notice if I was gone.’ The world might not have changed for…

Replaced

It’s like looking in on a Perfect scene from a Mile away. The colors on her skin From that sunset, Make her look sixteen again. It’s the ripped, blue jeans, The same tatty shoes, Standing at my front door, Looking up at a sky I used to know; Roaming a town I used to own.

Metamorphosis

I only ask you don’t burn this one- This bridge is needed to get home, Or at least to show me the way back… But you don’t care, Not about before. You could spend your whole life Holding on to close friends and Your holiday lovers so if anybody talks of me You can tell…