As i grow up, i see things around me change
some are being happy and some looking for revenge
some people are changing faster than the weather
hard hearted people becoming lighter than feather
Summers going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up, old friends growing older
Before the sun comes in and the moon goes out
Many people are changing without a doubt
Some changing positively and some are not
Some becoming generous and some growing rot
Strong are getting weak and weak are getting stronger
Freeze nice moments, little bit longer
Rohan Roy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-270/
