July 2010
1 post
time
time is a funny thing. Are you angry?
It passes without a realization. Are you angry?
My summer is passing by. Are you angry?
You’re summer is flying by. Are you angry?
I don’t know what to say. Are you angry?
I’m sorry. Are you angry?
This is what I feel like I have to do, to keep you happy. Are you angry?
I can’t ask every second of every day. Are you angry?