Written by: Sami LaRose

July 14th, 2012
By: Sami LaRose

I'm high and dry and dying is a trend these days
In the dark days of November is 
where I'm most okay
Lost in the cold without a soul, when it is okay to be alone 
It's in the summer where things get funnier 
I start to run away
I hide in corners and lurk in the shadows until the sun goes away
And night time is the right time to go out and get away
It's nice in the dark, the sun is too hot for someone who's always in a haze