I have not been fine
since long time ago
I need someone to hold me tight
Cause nothing feels alright
Fighting and fighting
or running and running
seems like a war
where at the end
you have nothing left to call yours
Mysteries to be solved
Games being played
Points being made
Why doesn't it feel so great
Please stop all this hate
Cause this is not how life is to be made
- Author: Dr. Dark ( Offline)
- Published: March 1st, 2023 12:20
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
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