I reach out and pound on the glass.
I scream to the world, fist bleeding,
Voice scratching into hoarse whispers.
Everyone. They all move...on.
The roads diverged. And I’m on every path.
But more importantly I’m on none.
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 5:09 PM UTC
I reach out and pound on the glass.
I scream to the world, fist bleeding,
Voice scratching into hoarse whispers.
Everyone. They all move...on.
The roads diverged. And I’m on every path.
But more importantly I’m on none.
