by .sellyfish. » Thu Sep 29, 2011 12:33 pm
Noah jumped slightly at the voice. "Oh, Blah Blah." He shrugged. "Nothing's wrong, I'm just tired as h*ll." He slung the back pack over his shoulder and looked to his brother. "Heading home?" He asked, clearly not wanting to be home alone with his parents. He tousled his hair and yawned. "D*mn." He looked to his brother, and shook his head, awaiting the boy's reply.
There's faith and there's sleep
We need to pick one please because
Faith is to be awake
And to be awake is for us to think
And for us to think is to be alive a
And I will try with every rhyme
To come across like I am dying
To let you know you need to try to think