Change.

Things are changing constantly,

Before my eyes.

I can't make time stop,

To completely admire it all.

But from what I see,

Things are both

Wonderful,

And awful.

I guess it all depends,

On how one views it all.

With an optimistic view,

One sees how wonderful change,

Truly is.

But from a pessimistic view,

It is the opposite.

But what if the change is bad?

So bad it could alter ones life,

Not for the better,

But for the worse.

What if you are the only one that sees it?

Do you say anything?

Or do you look back in a few years,

And regret not saying anything.