I've changed a little here and there. <br />There are less people I do scare. <br /> <br />My mom would find me on the floor <br />with ripped up clothes I know I tore. <br /> <br />While reckless thoughts went though my head. <br />I implemented them, no bed... <br /> <br />...did I go to, I stayed up late <br />to have mania, seal my fate... <br /> <br />...of crazy motions, choices too <br />I was so wrong my whistle blew. <br /> <br />And those that saw were so aware <br />that I was sick. The things I dare... <br /> <br />...to do were massive, luck was mine <br />because I had relations, kind... <br /> <br />...and not so gentle when they took <br />me out to pasture, world they shook... <br /> <br />...was mine. I needed lots of care <br />to bring me back to life. This tare... <br /> <br />...on my shirt reminds me of that. <br />The day I changed. The day I sat... <br /> <br />...and thought I about what I must loose. <br />The mania I could not choose. <br /> <br />Copyright 01-13-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson<br /><br />Sarah Sisson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-revised/
