Change

16 Apr

Cynical Wordsmith

What does it take to change?
Is it force?
Or willpower?
Or a single, critical moment?

Was I looking for change
When my eyes found it?
Was I hoping for the best
When I compromised my integrity?
My needs are the same,
My heart still beats,
But there is something new
In this derelict soul.

A longing,
Subtle and unmistakable,
Quietly shouting my name,
Demanding the turn of the page.

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