It’s quite surprising how people change How people grow How people learn How people find who they really are
People change in the speed of a jetplane You wake up in the byproduct but never get to see the process
A ballerina that was once wimp Walks into the coffee shop one busy afternoon Those who never even looked at her Would die to befriend the brand new her
People change without them noticing People change when they find the purpose of living People change without a warning
People would bloom but others would rather wither Some would choose to be the fruit While others would rather live as the root
People change in years In months and even in days
People come People go And before you know it You, yourself have already changed.