i always tend to doubt what everyone seems so certain about always tethered to the dirt comprised of legs and hands that hurt from crawling away i wanted to stay
when the world bears down on me will i laugh at its audacity, and be able to comprehend? when the world bears down on me will i laugh at its audacity, and be able to start again?
it doesn’t make much sense i’m older, but I’m always on the fence and i always seem to doubt how everyone seems to have it all all figured outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.