Treasure Island

Flying Lemming

(England)

Embrace The Change


I changed my hair I changed my style
I changed my look I changed my smile
I changed my hat to suit the fad
I changed the clothing that I had
I changed my diet and my routine
I changed into a fitness machine
I changed my lifestyle I changed my physique
I changed from welcoming to quiet and meek
I changed my character and changed my friends
I changed the way the story ends
I changed the goals and sights I’d see
I changed everything that made me me

I changed my mind I changed direction
I changed how I viewed my reflection
I changed right back to how I began
Exactly the same but a completely changed man

Submitted: Sunday, May 25, 2008
Edited: Monday, December 30, 2013

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