These Changes

These Changes

By Shaire Blythe

Sunday, June 12, 2016

You wouldn't know, You wouldn't recognize

Heard it before, he didn't recognize me

Who would I be without the rearranging?

When I'm alone, I go through these changes

Fighting to discover my right and wrong

Wondering where I fell off

Many sacrifices makes a heart of stone

Been there before, Knew I needed to do better

Not for no one but me, Thinking selfishly

I would apologize, but it wouldn't be sincere

So keeping my mouth shut is better

Carry on, keep my mind on my track

They all will be just fine

So continue not recognizing me

Different from what I used to be

You had a helping hand, But don't ask why or how

I've buried that shit to not touch it

That won't be happening

Or I might not really recall

I have this tendency to take a shovel to bullshit and bury

Don't claim upset,

Then I can't help the way you feel

I just labeled it a shame

Nothing new here

When I'm in,  I'm in, Invested

Goodluck getting that side again

Not saying it's impossible

But I just might put you through hell for the fun of it

It's these changes