Identity

Luck changes, time goes by.

Weather gets colder, the sun gets dull.
Trees loose their leaves and became skeltions of what they used to be.
While clouds get darker and the air gets lighter.
The wind always blows and you cant keep warm.
Your hearts shiveled up and your mind gets turid.
Friends strew you over and men come and go.
Lifes a bitch and you parents have control.
Your siblings are always fighting and the house a mess.
Schools important but you cant seem to pass the test.
You look in the mirror but dont reconize the face staring back.
You wear cloths but they feel lose on your back.

Luck changes, time goes by.
But one things contant is thats your identitys a lie.