The world turns dark
Here we go again
THe rush of sadness fulfills
I’m alone again
I picked up what was lost
And ran away with it
Like a careless wind
I wish I was blind
Deaf or mute
Maybe then I could have a viable excuse
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 10:01 PM UTC
The world turns dark
Here we go again
THe rush of sadness fulfills
I’m alone again
I picked up what was lost
And ran away with it
Like a careless wind
I wish I was blind
Deaf or mute
Maybe then I could have a viable excuse