For me
March is like a black hole.
It sucks
The joy out of my soul.
And why
Do I hate March so much?
It has
My spirit in its clutch.
April
Can bring violence.
School days
Are just so fucking tense.
In May
I start to feel some hope.
Sunlight
Can help me start to cope.
But June
It is my favorite.
I know
It will be summer, yet.
For me