You said a tiger cannot change its stripes,
but I am not who I was yesterday
and tomorrow I will not be the same
as who I am today. What is so wrong
about change? Why is it a dirty word?
Change leaves a bad taste in your mouth; to me
it tastes like candy. I don’t want to be
who I am today in twenty years’ time.
You are scared, but you forget I am too.
You forget that sometimes it is not change
it is growth. But still, still you are stagnant.
You can stay a mirror image of you,
but I will not remain identical.
I’ll become better every single day.