Jul 2016
Not once have I thought,
myself to be better,
not witty,
nor charming,
not funny,
nor clever,
I walk with a pace,
to be passed on by,
you look, and you notice,
I am hidden, inside.
myself to be better,
not witty,
nor charming,
not funny,
nor clever,
I walk with a pace,
to be passed on by,
you look, and you notice,
I am hidden, inside.
