down the road in which i walk alone
vines hug onto my legs, whispering "don't leave."
i comply with a sigh and sit down in the dirt
my heart and whole being really hurt
i keep being dragged here every day
with no chance of ever getting away
Sep 20, 2019
Sep 20, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
down the road in which i walk alone
vines hug onto my legs, whispering "don't leave."
i comply with a sigh and sit down in the dirt
my heart and whole being really hurt
i keep being dragged here every day
with no chance of ever getting away