I Am... Changed
I begin innocent, a babe with no scars
A child's life like a merry-go-round
It goes in circles all day, I had not a care in the world
Until the day the mriage fades and the snow globe finally breaks
Wreckage from death rearing its' head
One life gone, another changed forever
Now trapped in the land of adolescence
Where the world is constantly crashing around me
I am aware of all the problems, but helpless to solve even one
I was once innocent, but now
I Am.. CHANGED
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