Change

i've been walking this road,

for to many years,

at frist it was fun,

being part of the grass,

wind,

sand,

trees,

I was part of everything around me,

but things started to change,

the grass wasn't green anymore,

there was white snow all over the place,

the wind was cold and strong,

the sand was dark and wet,

the trees were being cut down,

and as i walked down the road,

hope things would go back to the way it was,

it hits me,

as long as i walk this road,

i'll end up dead.