A singer with her music folder in her hands.
Dressed up in her uniform on the stands.
She opens her mouth to sing and the graceful angel begins to sing.
Hear her sing in perfect harmony.
Time is a tricky thing
Sometimes make things go by to slow
Sometimes it zooms by to fast while you try to grab the small things that matter
I really want to tell you.
Just how precious you are to me.
My every thought of you.
Walking waiting commiserating doesn't know where to go from here.
Breathing ever so slowly hoping no one will notice me I'm just trying to make it out of here,
Surrounded by all these faces (huh) wonder what they're thinking formulating on what could make me drown in my own tears, I'm running away from all of these fears.
Wishing for someone to break me out of here before all my walls come crashing down around me.
I don't know the seven stages of life.
But I do know is i'm going to do it right.
Get a high school diploma.
A collage degree.