Why is it so hard to change?
Why can I ask you for what I need
Until my face turns gray,
Only to find this will all stay
Exactly as it has always been?
Why do I find it so hard to change?
How can I know exactly what you need
Only to let every selfish intention in my bone-
Avarice, greed, obsession, and hate-
Pull me away and make you wait?
Why do we find it so hard to change?
We both know these choices
Are anything but fate.
How can we start over with a clean slate?
–Written by Sandy Heights
Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay
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