Back To School

Oh man it’s time
To go back to school
I wonder what’s the point
I’m still gonna end up a fool

Stepping inside the class
The look of familiar faces
The noise makes you wonder Whether they’re all nutcases

Like H-bonds being formed
I hoped to make some friends
But in that ambitious plan
There are a lot of dents

Though there are people around
Like waves of a tidal sea
Am I doomed to be alone
With no one standing next to me?

6 months are gone
6 months are left
I fade into the dark
No memories of me kept.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s