Making me think is not worst than it seems

I once believe that everything will remain

Everyone will play

Everyone will stay

But as my world collapse  they're all far away

Sometimes I wonder if I they can stay

Sometimes I think I can make those people pray

But life doesn't go that way

Cause everything I touch turns to dust anyway

I never believe the quote people come and go

Because they always stay but they realize they are lost

I know deep down that they'll be gone whatever is the cause.                                                                                         That they won't stay and watch me grow and move on

It's late to know I change and I hate  how I turn

I hate to know I change because I know what I am

But do I need to change to see who I am?