A continuation of A Baton Pass, in the perspective of the same character. Here I decided to go for a young to old kind of theme. Critique it if it feels unpolished. It's pretty long. By: Er, yeah.

Critique me please, I feel like I didn't write it cleanly. But anyways, thanks for reading it.

Now listen, I have my flaws And genuinely I shouldn't really feel terrible

Yeah, this is probably the last time I'll do a rant post. If you guys wanna read it, that'll help boost my already dying motivation to climb mt. homework.

A little character that I thought of who's chance got taken away by their best friend.

Malaysia, my home, But an oven with no snow,

How's it going? Your son's just dying here in college, no biggie.

The screen, black, empty, Leaving me cold, alone again,

A message to a little rock.

Water

Restful.

Break away, readers, The time to contemplate came, Are we also stars?