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A Simple Change


I wonder all the time

Why they talk and whisper; 

Why they can not seem

to understand

that we

are all

different.

 

No one body is the same

No one mind thinking the same thought.

And yet, at any given second

every single person can have another person's name in their mouth.

 

They talk, you talk, we all talk.

It's contagious, and disgusting.

(We all live in these little bubbles)

Thinking we have it all figured out.

 

Thinking and thinking and thinking

about everyone's actions but our own.

Talking and talking and talking

about something that concerns another body,

another mind.

It's deafening...

 

So, why do we do this to ourselves?

To change our thoughts to positiveness

to happiness and peace; 

Now that would be a true change.

 

 

 

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Just a girl in this world trying to make something of herself.

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