Altered

Because I've seen many a friend change drastically over the years into something they never really wanted to become.

I changed once, a while ago
to become what i wanted to be
but i happened to change too much
more than i ever wanted, you see

And now i wonder how to change
back into the changeless me
for that was much better than
the person i changed to be

Alas changing isn't so simple;
you can't change with a one, two, three
and so this changed self, must be myself,
for what other self can i be?

And so i sit here unsure and unhappy
wishing from this changing i was free
but chained i am, and bound i am
oh what woe is me!

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[Rose Phoenix]

I liked this. Honest and almost as if you're searching for help. But I feel as though you used the word change too much. Try to use different words to bring it to a higher level and so that the poem won't be so repetitive. Other than that, great poem!

[Poeticpiers]

I liked your theme. We are all subject to change always although we may not realise it. It is all part of maturing. We rally only take notice of when our bodies no longer respond easily. nicely presented in free form poetic prose