making change
I step off the triain, in a city I�ve never been.
And everything is the same. With me and with my friends.
I move to make some change. Two fives from a ten.
I move to make a change. To fade and be born again.
I close my eyes and light passes in the dark.
Nothing changes in my life. Nothing worth remark.
A dollar to four quarters. I change trains and board.
Old socks to new. All that was is now restored.
And I wonder, is it possible, to make change like they say.
Can I be different. Will she always be that way.
Will I get better. Will this ever improve.
He can�t be more. She can�t from herself remove.
A dollar from ten dimes. I get off the train, ignored.
Looks different with my eyes closed. What am I going toward.
There�s nothing better out there. Open eyes fool me anyhow.
The doubt and disbelief. The certainty of a vow.
Two dimes and a nickel. A quarter�s all I can afford.
There�s no other outcome. All options were explored.
Can people change. Can we avoid the hurt and aches.
Only weather changes. And we keep making the same mistakes.
Posted by heydomsar
2004-07-31
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