Remember me? You thought I left you, but I will never leave you. I’m the only thing in your life that will never leave you You may not want me, but you need me I’m a part of you You’re nothing without me So close your eyes I’m in control again
the scrapping of rubber shoes on the pavement alarm me frantically gliding as if in search of something
the halls are suddenly narrower than yesterday and all the other days before
this always happens whenever i am rushing and i am always rushing so i wonder why i'm always surprised to find myself this distraught when its color isn't pretty on me
just making everyday happenings like being late for class dramatic
"paint on wood paper on paint on wood ink on paper on paint on wood pen in hand on paper on paint on wood," she mumbled. "like your emotions," i said. "all those crazy prepositions mixed with random nouns."