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