A question of change,diverted

If I open my eyes to the world
They don’t see the same
Days of old
Vividly colored memories
Of lies I came to believe
Tussled passion
In apparent apparition
Idling engines
Run out of fuel
Before people
Run out of excuses
Batteries fail the remote
Before a page is turned
While climbing the ladder
Of mediocrity

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