Going through time
Middle school,
The years we all feel alone,
At least I hope,
I am not alone,
But maybe we are,
And this is just one big jar,
Only so far we can go,
When we are alone,
Eventually we leave,
Not so alone,
Start high school,
But I don't know,
Are we really alone?
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro