Sometimes I just find myself writing and what once started as something lighthearted becomes something else instead.
Change Can Be Irritating
It wasn’t done on purpose
Right or wrong though it may seem
Reality is what you make
I know it’s what you dream
Take away the lies
And hide away the reams
To what you find annoying
Even more than shattered dreams.
Breathing In 
What a nice poem…filled with deep questions. I love how my muse takes me to more profound thinking. Sending you hugs, kiddo. Moves can be pretty tiring.
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(*hugs back*)
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