Aug 2015
I am not sure anymore
How to tread the ground with you
It's like walking on broken glass
The shards embed deep
But it's not the glass that hurt so bad
More so the wounds your words inflict.
How to tread the ground with you
It's like walking on broken glass
The shards embed deep
But it's not the glass that hurt so bad
More so the wounds your words inflict.
I did NOT write this. Saw it ages ago and liked it.
