Paranoia

I walk by myself, I watch my back. I walk with my friends, we watch our backs. I go out in the night, to my house I don’t want to go back. Because I fear it’s too dark to watch my back.

Season Change

As the snow is now melted off the ground, the smell of hot concrete fills the air. The sun shines as every blossom is now in clear sight and the days begins with a lovely blue sky opening up and gleaming with sunshine.
The smell of fresh, wet dirt tickles the noses of everyone around and [...]