Change over time

Wake up it’s noon. I’ll turn on the tunes, change my clothes and out the door. It’s a new day. A new time to change your ways, but really lets be honest that isn’t a wish of you. It’s all a game of Truth and dare and your playing it.

Living in the moment, pleasing thoughts and desires, jumping the curve, noticing only those that are convenient.

You one day conclude your right and that’s what matters. You’ve just witnessed a crime of conceit, loving not them but you. Your anger rages with passion, Media surrounds, Your trapped in a puddle of pity and no one left to pull you out