To those of you who are asking where am I. I've left the world which meant everything to me, I'll pen something here only when I return to fulfill the promise for which I left everything. Who you thought I was, is the person I'm trying to be...
To those of you who are asking where am I. I've left the world which meant everything to me, I'll pen something here only when I return to fulfill the promise for which I left everything. Who you thought I was, is the person I'm trying to be...
There is no guilt.
ReplyDeleteI am the song.
Let the song live,
like love, like God.
Let it flow, the pain..
Time and again
I shall come and sing to you
lullabies of hope
Why do we fall? So we can pick ourself up.