find me here speak to me i want to feel you i need to hear you you are the light that
"Here We Go"
Am I ready?
Am I ready for all the hustle and bustle and the noise of crowded hallways that will soon claim their spot in my mind? For pencils and paper and eraser marks and textbooks and breaking backs and new people?
As the week goes on, I'll know. But now, I'm not ready. Not yet.
you calm the storms and you give me rest you hold me in your hands you won't let