Am looking at me and am mazed
I imagined i would know myself better now
But looked at that gaze
For up till now i only but sang my praise
Right now all is ablaze
Hash changes nowadays
The old me was just a metaphase
All this self-praise was a wonder-maze recently set ablaze......
And over again i feel it, ever present
Persistently lurking, comes so violent
Thought i found my old self just for a moment
Why is life exigent
Pain so persistent
Tears so evident
And joy different
I was wrong, change actually do exist
