Dec 2019
i spend my lonely nights
on my knees, head craned to the sky
begging God why
i have to pay for everyone else's sins,
or maybe its me paying for all the things i never did
on my knees, head craned to the sky
begging God why
i have to pay for everyone else's sins,
or maybe its me paying for all the things i never did
i love how when i explicitly pray for a little light, i get shrouded in dark
