Change*

Watch how people change.
From smiles, to frowns, in different ways.
Watch how people change.
From their looks and glances, we weigh.
Watch how people change.
From their reactions and talks, we sigh.

Watch how things change.
It's uncontrollable, inevitable.
Watch how things change.
Sometimes it's hard to handle.
Watch how things change.
It unfolds just before you are able.

Things change. People change.
Sway through or get tangled.
Things change. People change.
Swim above and get trampled.
Things change. People change.
Look up or you'll tumble.

Things had changed. People had changed.

Sometimes, I'm really tired of people - the same set of people I met, mostly whom I am working with - I take a deal of being so careful of only letting a part of me for them to know.

Before, I used to be someone who's always craving for attention, seek to understand, asking for empathy or waiting for someone to save me - but little did I realize that it was so shit of me.

I still don't see myself staying with someone just because I can't stand to be alone.
What if being alone was actually the end of  this all?
Shouldn't I be prepared for the worst? Shouldn't I prepare for that possibility?
Because in the end, people just come and go.
Ironically, I'm also part of this people, I too, come and go.

How can we now that it's already the end of your role in one's life? In this endless void?