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.
Riveted In Ink 
however…i for one am forever gonna rmbr this one school frnd 🙂
Aww. Thank you. 😀