WATCHING THE LEAVES FALL IN THE PARKING LOT OF AN ABANDONED MALL

watching the leaves fall sitting in the parking lot of an abandoned mall memories are flooding my modern existence wall to wall i am wishing that i could give a certain person a call waterfront imagination in a poor man's dream trying to find the greatest common denominator in this scheme how i long for the feeling of the taste of cookies n cream maybe then i will figure out the concept of how to redeem loneliness lives with me everywhere i go oblivious solo living is technique of which i am a pro my air of mystery black charm always steals the show what the flip side of it all feels like i will never know it's summertime something in a winterized shade for the inner unpredictableness i was perfectly made for some reason the creation of me halted at middle grade however knowing you once existed dissipates every barricade