May 2013
I used to say that it was my passion.
But now I'm not so sure.
It used to come so easily,
like the wind blowing through the trees.
But, as time goes on.
I realize that all along,
I was wrong.
But now I'm not so sure.
It used to come so easily,
like the wind blowing through the trees.
But, as time goes on.
I realize that all along,
I was wrong.
