is there any place i can go in this world
when it hurts so bad
i try to stay in the world of yours
but i keep falling out of the sky
they say there’s a new day coming for me
in the morning
but i can’t seem to wake up to it
my hours turn into the birds
my mind feels like your playground
my foolish heart is alone again
naturally,
ZD
- Author: zderaslann ( Offline)
- Published: May 23rd, 2024 06:40
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 2
Comments1
Omg, this is so good ❤️
thank you so much 💜🪻
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