Changes

A familiar place
It smells like before
The sights a little new, but still recognizable
To many, nothing has changed
I know better, I know otherwise
Something’s different now, it’s not the same
Maybe it’s the light, or how the wind blows
The stares even changed
Stranger-like faces watch as I cross the room
At the door, upon my exit
The realization dawns
An awakening, an epiphany
This place hasn't changed, it’s all the same
There's now an empty soul that walks here
And I, have become that empty shell.