Change

A Poem by Downed Jester

As I grow older I take note of the effects of change. It is scary to me. But so are roller coasters... and I love them

Things change without prediction, for better or worse, change will be the eternal curse. For it is something you cannot help, not even from happening to yourself. To look at myself from my 15 year old point of view, I wouldnt know who.. who I am or why im so different. From friends to family, no one stays the same, and when you reach that perfect moment, its a shame, because change takes aim again.

Something small to relieve this days barring in my conscience

-Downed Jester