You Changed

People say it takes a miracle for some people to change.
I think a tragady works too.
Because you've changed, quite a lot actually.
Sometimes when I look at you or hear you're voice,
I have to process for a momment and realize,
That you're still you.
And I'm sure the little dark voice is still in you somewhere,
The little selfish child you once were,
Intertwined in your bones.
But I can't find it,
And trust me,
I looked.
And maybe I was just blinded by my emotions, and you changed a long time ago,
I don't know.
But you care now,
And I'm not sure who or what tought you to care,
But I'm silently thanking them for making you such a better person.
Why do you care about school now?
Is it because we're drawing so near to the end,
And you're suddenly feeling it creep up on you, 
Just like it's doing to me?
And maybe this all will change when everything goes back to normal,
Even though I don't think any of us remember normal.
But I'll be gone before it changes,
So if you change back too,
I'll probably never know.