Poll

What should I name this poem? (Also thank you Kat for some of the name ideas!)

They say the seasons always change,
That flowers bloom and leaves decay,
I wonder why I can’t do the same,
While everything around me fades away.

As spring came, it felt so bright,
Flowers grew, and so did the light.

But as the lights began to dim,
The seasons changed, and so did I.

As things changed, I began to wonder why,
Do the leaves change while I’m still standing by?

As the leaves decay, and so does my heart,
The frost crept in where the warmth once was,
The sun disappeared, taking my happiness with it.

As my tears grew frozen, and so did my heart,
I sit here numb, even though warmth still creeps in,
Wondering, is it enough?

Though summer may come, bringing sunshine,
I still feel as though it never returned.

As the world still spins, and so does my life,
I sit here wondering, if the seasons changed, why don’t I?