Poems

Poem #8: Changed?

When I was younger I was a sucker, biased, naive.

When I was younger I was an innocent young child,

But as I grew up I had to change.

To change and evolve into someone that wasn't me.

I had to be angry, cold, harsh,

But I allowed myself a few old traits.

I was kind and funny and smart.

What am I now?

Have I changed back?

Or am I still the same?