so it is that time again?
i must say goodbye or later
until December

and so i'll have to learn all over
again to do without  sleeping with him, hugging him,kissing
him
our conversations,staying in bed late

So is that time again
where i have to face a place i hate to be
around people who hates me
around something i am not good at


it is that time again to feel sorry for myself
and cry, then laugh, then smile, then get angry
and say I am ok, really I am


it is that time again to embrace insomnia
become a zombie, lose my soul

I have been here
so many times
yet i still cant get use to it.

it is that time again i become envious
of others who seem happy

living hurts
yet i am afriad to die