Change.

Change is hard.

I used to think it was easy.

Just slip on a new mask and it's done.

But I ran out of masks to slip on and wear,

so I can't do anything much than to force myself,

to go through the painful process of changing for you,

but it's difficult, painful. I try & try but nothing seems

to be right and it hurts even more when I

fail, when you tell me that it's not

good enough for you and when

you say that I don't care 

enough about you

because i do

care.

Or else why would I be crying?