Austin.Writes Poetry

Change

AUSTIN MILLER-ANDERSON

No one’s perfect, especially me

My life was once full of glee.

But then I was different, I made mistakes

My heart & feelings I would fake.

I did this once, I did it twice

But did I change?

Well no, not quite.

This time I was taken across the street

To the jail where I would meet

Adults & strangers of every kind

I was going crazy and out of my mind.

Now I hope & pray of going home

Cry at night with a high pitch tone

I want to change and be an adult

Put making mistakes to a halt.

I now am different, I now am done

The new me is here, the old is gone.