November

So I'm waiting for this test to end, so these lighter days can soon begin;

I'll be alone, but maybe more carefree, Like a kite that floats so effortlessly; 

I was afraid to be alone, but now I'm scared that's how I like to be;

All these faces run the same, how can there be so many personalities?

So many lifeless, empty hands, so many hearts in great demand;

and now my sorrow seems so far away, until I'm taken by these bolts of pain; 

But I turn them off, and tuck them away,

until those rainy days that make them stay;

And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs,

and the words still ring, once here, now gone;

And they echo through my head everyday, and I don't think they'll ever go away;

Just like thinking of your childhood home, but we can't go back, we're on our own;

But I'm about to give this one more shot, And find it in myself, I'll find it in myself;

So we're speeding towards that time of year, to the day that marks that you're not here;

And I think I'll want to be alone, so please understand that I don't answer the phone;

I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls, until I can see nothing at all;

Only particles, some fast, some slow, all my eyes can see is all I know.