she was my maze, I was her craze, my life, once was pristine on the hill, from there on, it was only downhill, vape was my escape, and darkness, my only light, I shook hands with my shadow, trapped in my own sorrow.
the class was biology, the charm in her eyes was just chemistry. I'm scribbling notes everyday, notes of her name all over my heart. a gentle touch of her hand, I thought she was the angel from heaven.
how sad it must be to fall on this earth without your permission to play the game of life in advanced mode to go through a series of desperation to go through a series of sadness and sail without friends safely