I'd like to be happy,
yet here I am.
I wish so much shooting stars get tired of me.
Maybe that's why none ever come true.
I'd like to live life on two feet,
yet here I am,
crawling.
Sometimes I wish I were dead,
yet here I am.
Yet here I am
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
