Does writing this change anything?
Does it alter the course of my life,
The flow of the current,
Of this river we call fate?
Does this word mean I miss out on a fortune,
Or this one mean I avoid a major disaster?
As the keys tap and the thoughts process,
Am I in any way changing anything?
This is just a little poem,
With room to grow,
Surely it doesn’t hold sway over me,
And my reality.
Maybe it does,
And maybe,
Just maybe,
I just altered something for you.