Just when I think I have learned
The way to live, life changes
And I am left the same as I began
The more things change,
The more I remain the same

It appears that my life is constant irony,
Of maturity and regression..
But my sense of progress is based on
The illusion that things out there
Are going to remain the same

And, at last I have regained a little control
But there will never be a means to end,
Only means.....

And I am only means,
I am what I started with
And when it is all over,
I will be all that's left of me

© KC

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