I know I am changing

I know I am changing

I can feel it in me

The old me is gone

Replaced by  a new me.

A me who is hungry,

hungry for wealth,

I don’t know when

his thirst will be quenched.

A me who isn’t innocent,

 innocent anymore,

Who cannot be made a scapegoat

Like the old me of yore.

A me who is quick,

To blame others for his fault,

A me who isn’t empathetic

Like the old me was.

Whether this change,

Is for better or worse,

Will it turn out,

To be a boon or curse.

May be  this is a fad,

Just a passing phase,

Still I am hopeful,

The old me may resurface !

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