To Change.

You know that famous lane,
When one door closes another opens?
To that end I've come,
and to that end I've learn to just say, fuck it.

I've been through so many changes, all so suddenly,
I feel like I can barely figure out which direction to go,
before another change comes a knocking.

Though it is what it is,
and maybe it's my own doing,
I'm tired.. and want a home.

Though I may see it,
It's not that easy.
Though I may live it,
I'm also trapped by it.

Trapped in in the walls of change,
Trapped in the imaginary prism of my mind.
Consistency is my sanity.
Though I enjoy a change in pace,
I do love my loves.
And enjoy those enjoys.

I have everything I need,
I feel all one would want to feel,
Yet, more is always on the way,
I guess I can't have everything now.

I still need more.
More is not always the answer,
Yet at least the change is for the better.

Looking at my daughter,
I feel the change that's come,
and the changes I need to still make.

Though I hate it,
I do love the thought of it.

So to this end I've come,
and to that end I'm going.
Change is on the horizon,
and though I may fear it,
I need to stop walking towards it,
and start running.
I don't have all day,
I only have now.
And now is not long enough.
For around the corner,
My life may be in for a rue awakening,
and I need to be ready.