Things Change - Poem
July 16th 2009 16:20
Yesterday,
I had my head in a suitcase.
Just a robot with a dream.
The expectations for me were never met..
They never will be.
Things never change.
Today,
My head is in a sling
Like a shirt with a coffee stain.
Life just isn't the same.
It never will be.
Things never change.
Tomorrow,
My head will be in the clouds.
Like a bird with no limits.
My best isn't good enough.
It never will be.
But things change.
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