Dec 2020
I don't change much
I'll always be
who I'll never be
but in the
standing and sitting
in the trying to smile
In the brush that hair
out of your face
out of your eyes
maybe
just a glimpse
I'll always be
who I'll never be
but in the
standing and sitting
in the trying to smile
In the brush that hair
out of your face
out of your eyes
maybe
just a glimpse
