Subject to Change
Hello, I am human.
I am young and naïve, reckless,
leaping into life with eyes wide open,
but that is subject to change.
I am old and rigid,
anchored to my past,
afraid to bend,
afraid to lose what I've known,
but that is subject to change.
I am filled with hate,
my anger a fire that consumes,
burning bridges I can’t rebuild,
shackled by resentment,
but that is subject to change.
I am filled with joy,
light spilling out of me like the morning sun,
foolish, perhaps,
and yet I wonder if I will ever stop reaching for it,
but that is subject to change.
I am an addict,
lost in my cravings,
each moment a cycle I cannot stop,
and sometimes I fear I'll never break free,
but that is subject to change.
I am an enabler,
holding hands with the broken,
but losing my own grasp,
watching others fall while I stay stuck,
but that is subject to change.
I am a lover,
entwined in passion and need,
searching for connection,
fearing loneliness,
but that is subject to change.
I am filled with regret,
for roads I didn’t take,
for words I didn’t speak,
but that is subject to change.
I am selfish,
drunk on desire,
consumed by what I want,
clinging to the hollow satisfaction,
but that is subject to change.
I am a friend,
offering support,
but often struggling to ask for it in return,
wearing a mask of strength,
but that is subject to change.
I am grieving,
mourning what was,
my heart a weight I can’t bear,
but that is subject to change.
I am afraid,
of what lies ahead,
of the darkness that whispers my name,
but that is subject to change.
I am lost,
not knowing the way,
floating in an uncertain sea,
searching for direction,
but that is subject to change.
I am hopeful,
believing that something better is coming,
clinging to the spark in the distance,
even when it feels too far to reach,
but that is subject to change.
In this moment,
we are who we are,
but even now,
we are already shifting
a storm of possibilities,
too wild to control.
Hello,
I am human,
a constant contradiction,
and still,
I am subject to change.
Until the next loop: keep your knots light and your vibes right.



Lovely 💖 It’s raw, rhythmic, and deeply human. The repetition of “but that is subject to change” is like a heartbeat, steady and fragile at once. I love how it holds contradiction without judgment. You show the truth of being alive: everything hurts, heals, and shifts, often all at once 🫶✨
Love that it shifts hopeful at the end!