Dec 2020
I thought I knew the sun.
I thought I had it tamed.
When it looked dim and weak,
Iād just blow on the flames.
But now my faith is shaken -
perhaps I was mistaken.
It seems the sun has ghosted me.
I miss those rays that roasted me.
I thought I had it tamed.
When it looked dim and weak,
Iād just blow on the flames.
But now my faith is shaken -
perhaps I was mistaken.
It seems the sun has ghosted me.
I miss those rays that roasted me.
Winter has begun and now I miss the sun
