Smells like September Sunny days with sad shadows Clear, cold breezes invite a sweater That does half the job You would have done At keeping me warm Smells like stress School A fresh start That feels a lot like last year When he left me Like you did Alone Deja Vu Except chances are I won't find another you No one is coming around To pick me up off the ground And if they do? I'll wave them away Won't let them say "I promise I won't do that" Because I'm getting tired Of this Cold pavement And these reoccurring visions I'm getting tired Of getting my hopes up And my heart open Only to be left in the cold I'm getting tired Of September
Two Septembers in a row. Can I curl up and sleep for the rest of the fall?