Changing Snowstorms
I went into winter
Hoping for the best, and hoping to change
That somehow this klutz of a
Young girl could come out not so strange
Hoping that maybe I could learn to be without him
That perhaps I'll finally make it up to her
That I'll be able to preform
Through changing snowstorms
I hope that maybe he and I can be friends
But he laughs and says go ahead and pretend
I hope she and I can finally mend what is broken
Yet somehow not even a word is being spoken
I hope that one day maybe I'll be able to conform
Through changing snowstorms
Maybe I changed during these winter months
Maybe their lies taught me something I didn't know before
Perhaps the heartbreak of learning to move on
Helped me to transform
Through these changing snowstorms