Seed,
Sprouting...

As i look @ you now
you seem different to me...

I am not done,
and prolly never will...

Nowhere to go
nothing to say...

You knew it hurt me once,
But you did it yet again...

As the clock's hands tick
we all slowly disapear...

To desire a boy
content with looking...

Smile so sweet,
eyes full of blue...

Love is like the moon
the stars...

life is what you make it,
no less and not much more...

Sophomore year begun,
new friends made...

swinging on a hammock
engulfed in thoughts...