Monday, 5 February 2018

Change

There is a thin line between what you are and what you have been, to be honest, I don't like what I am anymore and no one liked what I was, and for someone who resists change, perceiving one in himself kills a little every day.
tired of pleasing all, and when you don't they say you failed our expectations, I was never born to fulfill them or maybe I was, stood by while I could, was the one while I could pretend or try to be. these high hopes doesn't let one go, always end up where it started maybe that's where I want to be at the start, just too afraid of the finish line.
I am convinced that no one would take me, I have seen them go by, I have tried using the change and I know it is the only constant, so no high hopes would matter so just have to make sure not to spend whats left inside in fulfilling them. 
If new is the way of saying its over then the legend "old is gold' stands true for me, taking a step forward is necessary, that's how it works, that's how the world operates, that's the ultimate desire, but the cripple suffers.


                                                                                                                                                 -H.N

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