It's almost gone now
The feeling where the wind blows
every single cotton up to the sky
Like a fog of clouds filling the sights of mine
Yet, not all cotton flies like the rest
Some stick to you even when you push it away
Even when you do your best to remove it
So I kept the cotton fur, even if it's annoying
It still makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside
Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
It's almost gone now
The feeling where the wind blows
every single cotton up to the sky
Like a fog of clouds filling the sights of mine
Yet, not all cotton flies like the rest
Some stick to you even when you push it away
Even when you do your best to remove it
So I kept the cotton fur, even if it's annoying
It still makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside