Jan 2019
My mind is a box.
Filled with emotion.
And because I was curious,
I decided to let it out.
But all that came out,
Is hope.
And all I was left with,
Was everything else.
None of it good.
If there is only darkness within me,
Will there ever be any light?
Filled with emotion.
And because I was curious,
I decided to let it out.
But all that came out,
Is hope.
And all I was left with,
Was everything else.
None of it good.
If there is only darkness within me,
Will there ever be any light?
I think it's a rhetorical question...I think.
Also, it's not really a box, it's a jar. A 'pythos' to be specific.
Also, it's not really a box, it's a jar. A 'pythos' to be specific.
(18/F/Here)
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