southernn

Hi. :) I see you maybe once a week. Sometimes not at all. If I knew your name, I'd call it. But I don't, that's my greatest fall. I'd look you in your eyes. But they don't wander my direction. I wish to ask you where you're from. And examine your dark complexion. You know everyone but me. But that could be by choice. I just want to tell you, you did well. And I enjoy your singing voice. Your appearance is quite mature. I'm pretty sure that you're eighteen. Maybe, if we become friends. We can do legal adult things. [Whatever those may be] Maybe you play a sport. You seem suited for basketball. If I knew your name I'd call i

In past times, I’ve sat alone Scared, cold, and shaking But that was not the end of me I was in the making My conversations used to be unheard Now I’m participating But that was not too long ago I was in the making And through the years There have been many people That thought they could change me But they could not put off my progress I was in the making With my faith I’ve come thus far Becoming a young lady I know just what my future holds I owe it all to my years in the making