I am tired of life, how nothing coming is ever new
the skies for too long have been grey, never again to turn back blue
nothing to left to create, nothing worth striving for
so when opportunity knocks
I now simply lock the door.
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
I am tired of life, how nothing coming is ever new
the skies for too long have been grey, never again to turn back blue
nothing to left to create, nothing worth striving for
so when opportunity knocks
I now simply lock the door.
