Change

Look at the leaves change

Why can't we change something, too?

I wanted to change.

 

Changing me would be

Trying to change a brick wall

I tried way too hard.

 

Worked at it all day

Nothing ever came of it

I wish I could change.

 

Maybe it's for good

Not being able to change

I guess I'll just deal.

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