Reid@YWP

When night awakes sooner,

and the stars become brighter,

Fall descends onto the land.

Soon enough, winter will bring its false sand,

until then, the leaves paint the sky-

as the trees and wind begin to sigh.

This is what I know to be undeniably true:  

1. No matter how much I wait or how much help I receive I still have to save myself.

2. Nobody will ever truly know me as well as I do.