Inner Links

I miss my clarinet.

I miss WO members.

I miss my friends.

I miss my best friends.

Most of all,

I miss my lovely loyal awesome bla teachers.

HAH jk.

I mean,

hard to miss teachers.

grergh.

I'm so friggin scared that imma forget how to play my clarinet. Oh.... the horror.. :(

-I could be,

One of we.

To the ends,

Where nothing seems to bend.

Everything straight forward,

Hurt love pain and things that blends,

Where past present and future,

Can't be altered.

SEE what I did there?!

On the spot poem.

LOL, sucks.

kthxbaixoxo.