A change
The time keeps going all the time. Days after days, months after months, years after years... You aren`t getting any younger, just older and older all the time. You havent got thar babyskin anymorse, or that cute little hands. You change. You are getting taller, faster, smarter and your whole look isn`t the same. But I´m sure that on the inside, you are just the same person as you always have been.
You can`t change youurself, Don`t even if you try really hard beacuse you are who you are and you are suppose to be your own person. Don`t be a shaddow, be the thing that all the shaddows want`s to be, be the real reason to why they still are behind you.
