i want to make a rocket
fit and built for two...
my mind often runs away
to the darkest places of the night...
why her
why not me...
focus on the little things
like getting out of bed...
the agreement of a sleepover
the lunch bell with its chime...
why her
why not me...
my mind often runs away
to the darkest places of the night...
i want to make a rocket
fit and built for two...
Hypophrenia; A feeling of sadness without a cause |
Dont depend too much |
her soul |