One more year and I will be closer to wherever I’m going.
i miss my brother likethe sea would miss saltif that were taken away.
The true test is wonwhen being togetherwithout saying a wordis everything.
I’m all alone,fuming at myself,waving a great flagof failure.
There’re three reasonspeople get away from here:gone good, gone bad orgone dead.
Growing up changes morethan playground gamesand body shapes.
Then she smiles, like it’sthe first time she’s seen sunafter a decade of winters.
Strange, isn’t it?” he asks.”Where life takes you and how much can change.
Things should have beenso differentto the way they arenow.