Amanda Miller - Unchanged

This mediocre existence,
From day to day.
Living the same life.
In the exact same way.

The same bad habits,
And the same routine.
It’s the same story,
For every sad teen.

The lost importance,
Of the used to be dreams.
The promises of tomorrow,
Gone without a gleam.

Amanda Miller

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