Hhhmmm
Have you ever looked into someones shining eyes...

I see your face
It feels like home to me...

By: Stephanie L. Homann
The cuts on my neck...

I can still smell the burnt rubber in the summer...
I can still see the place where I fell to my feet...

Teach me,
And I shall learn...

With a breeze that blows through the trees
With a wind that sings to nobody in particular...

It's impossible to see the sun in the sky,
If you see the world in shades of grey...

I'm running
Running out of time...

I was born into in a world of escape,
A hiding place for those in despair...

Forget them
By: Stephanie L. Homann...