A best friend is just a friend
That will in the end...
As I close my eyes for the first time
Memories of why I would cry...
Winters end brings back my friend
The summers mend to what winter would apprehend...
As I close my eyes for the first time
Memories of why I would cry...
Embrace;
My face...
A best friend is just a friend
That will in the end...
When you cry
I ask why...
With great adversity comes the power and passion of an artist |
I respect Nature because no matter how many people surpress it, ignore it, forget about its importancce and even try to get rid of it, it still stands tall as if nothing is wrong |
I don't have to prove anything to anybody,it doesn't prove you're right and you still seem wrong to those who are acussing you. |