Change
Change is inevitable
It can haunt us
Like a demon in the night
You can try and take flight
But somethings you must grow with
From years of being a witness
To the abuse, it was all a mess
" It didn’t used to be like this!"
Or maybe I was too young to bear witness
But now things are different
He learned to be benignant
But it was much too late for his commitment
His family left him
Because he left his mind long ago
Change is inevitable
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