The Constant

I hate being constant
Being constant 
Being monotonous 
And not move at all

The movement in a day
Or in a life
You cannot be a statue
Standing at middle roads

Change is the one 
The one we need 
The one we long

Try a new hobby
Fail at it
Have a experience
Enjoy it
But long for it.

Just like time
It never is constant
Nor will ever be.