I dream of stars that burn like the fire in my soul and I yearn for the cool, green grass to calm my restless mind.
... and there I stayed
Buried in the field of daisies
because freedom
isn't always worth the fight
what a sad world it can be when somebody has stolen you and run off into the night.
It pains me to see that you can stand tall, when I can't stand at all..
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 5:15 PM UTC
I dream of stars that burn like the fire in my soul and I yearn for the cool, green grass to calm my restless mind.
... and there I stayed
Buried in the field of daisies
because freedom
isn't always worth the fight
what a sad world it can be when somebody has stolen you and run off into the night.
It pains me to see that you can stand tall, when I can't stand at all..
