A Lot Of You Cared, Just Not

It's Nothing. A School Project. My Go-to Answer For Anything. Staying Out Late? School Project. Need Extra Money? School Project.

And It Feels Strange, Almost Sad, To Walk Through Ther Empty Halls. Each Step I Take Sounds So Lonely.

I Was Too Weak To Walk. At Least, I Thought I Was Too Weak. But In Truth, I Was Too Weak To Try.

I've Always Loved Brainstorming With Other Writers, And I Consider Having My Work Critiqued A Part Of That Brainstorming.

The Longer You Wait, And This Is True, The Slower The Hands Will Move.