Sometimes I wish I only knew what the hell I was talking about. |
Everytime I see my scars, I remember my little broken heart. |
You never know how strong you are untill being strong is the only choice you have. |
Life is a place where we live in our fear, laughing and smiling, it's a mask that's so clear. |
My heart is so close to just exploading. My wrist is so close to just be wounded. |
Writing changes the world. Without books, we couldn't learn in school. Without books, readers couldn't escape from their reality. Without books, I think the world would be truly insane. |
Writing is when pen and paper combine to create a masterpiece world of my own. |
Penguins can fly, Horses can speak. This world of mine is made out of paper and ink. |
It seems like every breath I take is for absolutely nothing. |
All of our hearts beat together. Feel the rhythm of life we've created. Dance to the rhythm of freedom we all have inside. |