skyHeartbreaker, on my own tonightSoulshaker, are you really fine?Thought I'd make it if I really triedHeartbreaker, always on my mindTruthseeker, did you really die?Still need ya, show me wrong from rightFound a keeper in my arms sometimesTruthseeker, always on my mindCover my own, don't cover my headWith thoughts of confusion when I need my restDon't cover my eyes, so I might go blindSpare my addiction through trying timesCover my ownTimetaker, am I wasting mine?Come on take it, it's already l

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Whenever I come to my dad’s house, I realize that I am still that 18-year-old girl, and that really nothing about me has changed. But fortunately or unfortunately, things are changing…
I have always hated change,
but it has to happen.
Now I am truly in a period of my life that I never could have imagined.
It’s so hard and exhausting.
But this, too, shall pass…
and we are all unable to do anything about it.
I have a question:
does anyone really think they have never changed?
Oh please…
changing is so, so hard.