  For lack of a better title, I bring you: June 29th I'd say tomorrow maybe If all things go as planned And the Martians don't land Then maybe we will see But there will always be no I'm so glad you're here Cause talking to invisible demons It gets boring after eons The angels have died I fear You'll never make heaven now Summer's come so fast The flowers didn't know to bloom We're robbed of their sweet perfume Can they survive like they did in the past? We may never know Three days before the sky falls Was life worth living? He's having a hard time coping "Wait," after they've left he calls "There's still more to be known" And I'd say tomorrow maybe If I wasn't so glad that you're here Cause summer's come so fast And there's only three days Before the sky falls In other news, I cleaned my desk today and discovered that there is actually a surface under there.
It is quite miraclous, if that's how you spell it. My grandparents are telling me to come downstairs and be socialable. Blah on being social. I'd rather stay here. 
