a few min

Here I am, 7:30 at nite

hanging with friends,..

no particular delight

waiting for the one,

who stands out from the rest

makes me laugh the hardest

and pushes me to DDR the best,

Im alone

Im with friends

Im online

once again,

Im bored

not really

Im tired

Im silly

so many days have passed

and what do I do.

I think of you

heh

Im going places

but not accomplishing anything

I open my mouth

but you cant hear me sing

Im not off key

Im just too shy

to belt out my song and

to hell with why

This poem makes no sense,

its just a random inate

whoops 7:40! IGO meeting,..

IM LATE!