Sep 17
At least the sunset is pretty,
The way i want to be.
At least it shines with warmth,
Instead of cold stares i recieve,
But it'll end,
Disappear,
Leave me like they all did,
And my life will end with the sunset,
In the last rays of its warmth.
The way i want to be.
At least it shines with warmth,
Instead of cold stares i recieve,
But it'll end,
Disappear,
Leave me like they all did,
And my life will end with the sunset,
In the last rays of its warmth.
"The sunset is pretty, isn't it?" also WHY IS MY WRITING GETTING SO BADDDDDDDDDDDDD
