Change, the thing that i hate the most
But love the most at the same time
Why must we face it
And pretend like everything is fine?
Isn't it unfair
When you have to part
With the only thing
That was special to your heart?
Being forced to let go
Of those free and happy days
And moving on
With a plastic smile on your face
It's an unfair world, they say
And I agree too
And at the end of the day,
Everything turns blue.
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