April the 29th

(Made a scrap piece of paper which I fished out of my pocket today).

DAY 29

Only have these days

to hold onto old bricks 'n' walls

which mean nothing. 

They are not the things,

worth missing. 

For it all is the same. 

School and work,

they can't ever change. 

Anyone can say that. 

But what does change?

My good company. 

Which I'll miss forever.