Apr 2017
I know where to go
to be happy.
It's just
that road
isn't for me.
It feels good
in cold arms of desire.
It's hope that doesn't
want me to see.
The road.
For me.
to be happy.
It's just
that road
isn't for me.
It feels good
in cold arms of desire.
It's hope that doesn't
want me to see.
The road.
For me.
