Funny how things can change.
Sometimes my brain feels like a rubix cube.
Each and everyside has a diffrent memory in each individual square.
4 months ago my life was normal but it's funny how things can change.
Now I don't even know what normal is but its funny how things can change.
Everything weve'e built can be destroyed in seconds way out of our range but if it's one thing that Iv'e learned is it's funny how things can change.
It's funny how things can change when you can turn happiness into pain.
Ones ignorence is anothers bliss it's funny how things can change.
Someone happy but now hopless feels things will never be the same optimistic of the other side looking into the cold and harsh rain.
Your intrest is the unknown and the past that came but I say all of the to say It's funny how things can change.
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