People Change

Current mood: creative
Category: Writing and Poetry


We would make shapes in the sky
out of clouds that passed us by.
We would laugh, and we would cry,
and everyone would wonder why but
People change.
So we learned our differences,
and we sealed thm with a kiss.
Now there's sex, and age, and race.
We put a smile upon our face 'cause
People change.
Then we learn about the body.
Everyone is getting naughty.
You don't want to be his lover.
Not another teenage mother.
People change.
I have made it through the masses
passing each and every class and
I am not just a statistic not a number
like the rest who failed this test
I've made a change.
© 2006