I can’t trust my heart because she betrays me.
I can’t trust my brain because it won’t tell me what I need.
They go back and forth.
The only thing I have constant in my life is a pen and paper.
They never let me believe something else.
Everything in front of me is black and white.
I trust my pen and paper.
Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 9:31 PM UTC
I can’t trust my heart because she betrays me.
I can’t trust my brain because it won’t tell me what I need.
They go back and forth.
The only thing I have constant in my life is a pen and paper.
They never let me believe something else.
Everything in front of me is black and white.
I trust my pen and paper.