Is it as harsh as it could be worded - changed?
or simply a self rediscovery?
rediscovery of what makes your heart beat?
isn't that a lifelong process that never stop?
don't we always view the same thing from thousand different views, morphing it into millions of different things? When it remains the same thing?
But even if it's as harsh as it's coarsely worded - change
isn't it not wrong?
As long as you keep staying true to your self and heart
does it matter if the shell change?
if the core remains more stubborn than steel?
when fickle meets passion, while restriction always absent from the meetups
a dangerous concoction is brewing, waiting to burst out its fiery lava
a life threatening fireworks ready to burn
regrets silently preparing to be called.
yet even knowing...
you still trudge the murky path.
such, is the power of love?
or blind idiocy.
time will tell. and even if the answer is just one, there will be thousand of different ways of viewing...morphing into millions of different answers.
and you'll never know, and they'll never know.
even if you think you do, even if they think they do.
and the so called one true answer will never be uncovered.
and another cycle begins unknowingly.
but it's okay, life is so short...some mistakes are meant to be made...
such will be the way you try to console the uneasiness...
but is it really an excuse or a truth?
another different thousand ways of viewing, another millions of answers.

this doesn't call for any answer/analysis...it's just... random thoughts.