Monday, April 26, 2010

At one point we all begin to slack We give up, and go back to sleep, The road seems to long, and the stairs to steep Our hearts crack and chip We start to let ourselves drown everyone's abandoning ship. We leave them with no explanation. Looking back, we've let down a nation. If we're the hope, Theres no hope.


Milli said...

I like the color changing from top to bottom:]

*Carly* said...