Faded Memories

Today on the bus I spent my time trying to recall my days in primary school. Like the friends I hung out with, the things I used to do, the first teacher who I thought was the most beautiful teacher in the world (and that was primary 2 I think). It's like a guy who lost his memory trying to regain it. There's only so little I can recall, so much I wish I could.

Stupid NDP rehearsal...





Took my heart to the limit,
And this is where I'll stay.