• In april,

    When the apple blossoms fall,
    When the daffodils bloom,
    When you fade away.
    Why is it?
    Why do I crave this bizarre friendship
    From which neither of us
    Can ever benefit?
    I know that I
    Will never love you
    And you'll never love me
    In april,
    When the apple blossoms fall,
    When the daffodils bloom,
    When you fade away.
    Why is it?



    noise

    Its loud as ********,
    Where the hell am I?
    And where are you ...?
    Is this the end?
    Somehow, I remember;
    Not like I did before
    If ignorance is bliss,
    Stupidity is torture
    And where are you ..