Old Chu New Chu, The Chu you thought you Knew

My short name or nick name for Chudear is Chu for reference

It's true

The Chu 

You knew 

Died and 

In place 

A new Chu 

Grew

It's sad

And you'll 

Probably cry

I cried too

When I knew 

Chu Died

The Chu 

You knew

Is gone 

And another

Has been born

I'm not the Chu 

You knew

So don't 

Do me like 

You used to

This Chu don't

Stick like glue

If she ever felt

Stuck or 

Caught in a rut

It's the old Chu

That gave

One too many

F*cks

Author's Note

The thing about life is that parts of us die all the time, and if we don't accept that death as a new way to live, we'll drag on through life regretting every decision we make. We regret because we make decisions in spite of our true nature that is forever evolving, which is our true desire. The urge that makes us move, some call it spirit, but in the face of complacency, it is action taken as orders given by others to live the way they imagined. So ask yourself, Who are you living for? What's making me move? In other words, Why do I wake up in the morning? How much of that reason is because "I" really want to? Is it my own choice? Or is it an external source of influence that demands us to do so.

I have excepted that there is nothing to achieve, except for the day.. Everything is already achievable, because it is perceivable, makes it believable.
Even imagined in the mind can make reality reliable.
We rely so much on lies that the truth frightens us.