Change

why is it so hard to change
When we know its not out of our range
Why its difficult to comply
When, to good it will imply

Why its hard to change our ways
Though its a stain on our face
Why its difficult to forget the past
When our present is so vast

Why its hard to change our point of view
When we know, with it its hard to live
Why we wanna fight all
When we know at last we will fall

Why its hard to beleive in fate
When we know its never too late
Why is it too hard to change
When we know its not out of our range!

Remorse

With all the emotions bundled up
He drank tea in his cup
Heavy heart was all he got
When he remembered with whom all he fought

Tethered by the lies he spoke
He was completely broke
Down came his life tumbling
When they knew lie was all he had been telling

He was smudged by his own dirt
Felt stripped down though he wore a shirt
Someone would still forgive him was his hope
Which kept him from hanging himself with a rope