Change

Change is good

Change is bad

Change will cause me to go mad

The future is uncertain

But the past is too

Is time moving too fast or so slow

Until we reach the future we never know 

What we should’ve grasped

The things that turned out right

 

The future is a tricky thing

We never know what it will bring

So we grasp for control 

But we don’t know

Rome, Greece, London, St. Petersburg

All places I’ve never been,

Things I think (hope) the future holds

But the future has other plans 

I don’t know

Because the present is what makes the future so

 

The present

The place where we’re supposed to live

But I live somewhere else 

I live in terror, worry, fear

Past and future live right here

And I sit in the middle

Trying to change

Or wondering if I should

Trying to figure out

What I can do to make the future bright

And making it so the mistakes of the past are not repeated

Trying to figure out

What changes need to be made

 

Then suddenly

The present is the past

The future is the now

And I’m still trapped

Trying to figure out change 

Change is good 

Change is bad

Change is making me go mad

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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