I don't know what to say
The road is blurry
And how can I pretend
I don't wanna bury my head in the sand
It's important but far from fair
Yeah a lesson and I'm fucking scared
A type of question that everyone cares
I can't run but too tighed up to bear
Me in everywhere
When I see something truly rare
I don't question or prepare
It's the end, the beginning
Different ways of heart beating.
- Author: anabasova ( Offline)
- Published: April 11th, 2022 17:17
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 11
Comments1
Very nice piece love the message 👍
Thank you😇
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