To become something more, I tell you less
And as you grow into someone more, less you know
And so I write, to make sense, but my writings writher with time.....
Each slash on paper, do not complete me.
Each tense does not fufill me, but these writings stand with time.
I write - now- less you feel you know - but my writings will be a piece that.... will sit quietly forever.
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC
To become something more, I tell you less
And as you grow into someone more, less you know
And so I write, to make sense, but my writings writher with time.....
Each slash on paper, do not complete me.
Each tense does not fufill me, but these writings stand with time.
I write - now- less you feel you know - but my writings will be a piece that.... will sit quietly forever.
