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| 89 7/16-20/01 A Week Do you find it weird that when you�re alone, All you want to do is get near someone, But when you do there�s often a change in the air, And all you want to do is get away from them anywhere You find your little nich somewhere out there, Where you feel safe and somewhat aware, No one bothers you in this place of yours, Just you by yourself which boredom it cures No where near home out far away, Not quite fitting in, don�t know what to say, Getting tired of being alone but still unsure, Don�t know who to trust or to show more Finding ways to pass the time, The games we play the sun does shine, Not so lonely later in these days, People are fun and help me in many ways This vacation does suck but is kind of ok, It has its high points with feelings made of clay, Easily changing from happiness to sad, Everything is ok but I�m slowly getting mad Two days gone by, on the third, Not sure how I feel, sort of like a bird, Want to get away anywhere but here, Need to get away so I can see more clear Two sort of new people I have met this year, Both girls my age which I also live near, Out on Long Island, What a big waste, But my love for April easily helps me overcome this taste Why is it when I explain my feelings about her, The guys never understand and the girls always go awww, Speaking of that today is Thursday, If I don�t call her I think I�m going to kill something this day I would be lying if I said this week was eventful, The high point was when I bought a present for April, This is because I know she�ll love it, She�s wanted it for awhile now so she�ll love me for it. |