11-08-2011, 11:49 AM
Miya packed up her script and pencils and picked up her bag, heading to the door once homeroom was done; she needed to go talk to the drama teacher about a part in the musical and whether it could be done because of the technical aspects. Don't know if a swing hanging from the ceiling is a good idea.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?