I mourn a future never meant to be,
discarding rose-tinted glasses for emerald shades.
I don a hood of fractured memories,
and despair the person I never became.
Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 5:58 AM UTC
I mourn a future never meant to be,
discarding rose-tinted glasses for emerald shades.
I don a hood of fractured memories,
and despair the person I never became.
