There's not even a straw of hope,
How to be optimistic puzzles me.
I won't ever have any of the dope,
How to escape what bothers me.
I don't have any moral support,
I'll stop being whitlessly witless.
For that I need some more love.
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 1:12 AM UTC
There's not even a straw of hope,
How to be optimistic puzzles me.
I won't ever have any of the dope,
How to escape what bothers me.
I don't have any moral support,
I'll stop being whitlessly witless.
For that I need some more love.
