You've changed.

You've changed. 

It's an uncanny phrase, I want to say. 

I'm told I've changed but their tone's disappointed, 

Like they thought who I was at thirteen is who I am now.

You've changed. 

They say it like I shouldn't have. 

Like growth isn't an acceleration. 

Like change isn't the outcome of all I've done.

Yes, I changed. 

And dear lord, I am proud.

Because evolution will always be good.

No, change isn't always loud.

They think it's not fair to younger me.

How do I tell them, she's whispering, 

'Please change, you promised me'. 

Change is her way of loving me.

You've changed.

I smile at that phrase. 

Hell, yeah. It took sweat and tears,

This growth is worth that pain.