A girl who hates change.

How dull the life that never changes,
of a girl who hates change.

Stuck in the body that she has torn down,
Everything is lost and its no where to be found.
Her Saturday to do list filled with soft pleas,
And in her stern handwriting she writes,
"Die or leave the house tonight".

How dull the life that never changes,
of a girl who hates change.

She thinks, she thinks, and she thinks all day,
You'll forget what it is like right now, they say.
But what about what's happening here? Right now?
She writes, "Shake the frost from your ankles",
"And run".
"Die or leave the town before sun".

How dull the life that never changes,
of a girl who hates change.

Now she's standing on the terrace,
thinking of all the people she has embarrassed
Hope is no where to be found.
She writes a note and puts her diary down,
"I'm sorry mom and dad, but it's a cruel world to live in", it says.
She found it better off quitting than counting days.

The dull life which never changed,
of the girl who hated changes,
did it ever have a purpose?
I guess we'll never know.