|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
our livesThis world, it has no colour, I always wonder where, where did it go
When we were kids, everything, it was so beautiful. The world it was so new to us, it was colourful, where did it go?(guitar riff)
What have you done to us! What has happened to this world? You took all our time away, now it's all complicated yeaaaah, it used to be simple but you pushed us into it, and made us grow up so quicklyyy. The colours are fading, now we're depleting all our lives, what have you done to us!!!
We went through with, all our friends , talking almost every day, you pulled us apart, now we're lonely as can be, we're moving through school taking our time up on what you want, we're losing our minds, and gaining what you think we should know,
You're pushing us into your own world, you're taking our childhood, making us grow up way to fast, now we're in high our world is not colour anymore, you've taken it all away now our worlds so bland, we're living what you want,
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
Keep in Touch!