This mediocre existence, <br />From day to day. <br />Living the same life. <br />In the exact same way. <br /> <br />The same bad habits, <br />And the same routine. <br />It’s the same story, <br />For every sad teen. <br /> <br />The lost importance, <br />Of the used to be dreams. <br />The promises of tomorrow, <br />Gone without a gleam.<br /><br />Amanda Miller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unchanged/
