Dec 11
Some days the world feels too much—
Its weight pressing me down,
Like I'm carrying everyone's sorrows,
Heavy.
But today it shifted,
A breeze of fresh, crisp air
And I am—
Lighter.
Its weight pressing me down,
Like I'm carrying everyone's sorrows,
Heavy.
But today it shifted,
A breeze of fresh, crisp air
And I am—
Lighter.
