I've Changed (poem)I've ChangedABCB11-15-123 stanzasi change the color of my eyesfor my world looks so askew.maybe i'll feel better if i'mviolet, red, or blue.i change the color of my skinto blinding ivory: snow.every winter clings to meand i want everyone to know.i change the color of this roomto kill the normal: insincere.if everything is fake,i have nothing left to fear.
PAST SELF: THIS IS FOR YOU.SUP SELF.I'm assuming that you're probably 15 or 16 years old upon receiving this letter, which is good, because I have MUCH TO DISCUSS WITH YOU YOU HILARIOUS, HILARIOUS CHILD.So I've been reading the HSJNTs recently just to look back on the old days (the present). You have a lot of them now. You might be proud of being on the v3 or the v4 at this point, but dude… keep writing them things, because they will provide your future self with much entertainment later on. xDNow before we get too mushy here, I just want to say that you are a huge beast. Not even kidding. You're extremely cool, and all of those douchebags in Forsy's class and the morons who like to put their feet up under your desk in various classes and people who don't see how amazing you are are just a bunch of nogmosters that you shouldn't even concern yourself with. After high school, you will literally never see any of them again (as far as I know, anyway. I'm [you're] only 20 right now so who knows.). Also, you pretty