My life is split in two,
It always have been.
On one side,
A baloon,
Drifting in the air.
But on the other side,
Im like a delicate crystal,
cracking slowly,
until one day,
it shatters.
j.b
My life is split in two,
It always have been.
On one side,
A baloon,
Drifting in the air.
But on the other side,
Im like a delicate crystal,
cracking slowly,
until one day,
it shatters.
j.b
