we find ourselves as prisoners a fact there's no denying we have to blame, nobody else on whom we are relying
the curtain call we all must bow shadows of tomorrow turn the page we know it well the author of our sorrows
step from the path into this place we bow our heads as we say grace the past our present we can't erase the future tense that we will make
Today will be my last day on all social media till early Feb. Deep inside I always feel the need to escape the ******* that they have placed on me due to my own weakness. I'll be back...