Winds of change

The winds of change
The words of doubt remain 
Looking into the sky as the birds fly by 
Theres the question why 
Who am i 
Am i who i appear to be
Will you lay next to me 
Together we will count the leaves while they fall silently from the trees
Theres still the question why 
Am i who i appear to be
Things never stay the same 
The winds of change 
Will continue to rearrange
Change is and always will be 
The question why.                                           
                                
      
   
    
                                                                             LOCO.REALITY