It seems to me that happiness is made of thin glass and confidence is the diamond hidden behind the window.
It seems to me that laughing is a bell that rings whenever the hunchback is ready to leave home.
It seems to me that friendship is a thread that connects every soul to another with no regard for difference.
It seems to me that love is the bomb that's triggered in secret when someone longs for acceptance.
It seems to me that people are taught to be seen more than they learn to appreciate what they create.
It seems to me that one tear feels like a wave and one word sounds like a sword above one's head.
It seems to me evolution will never stop but how long will it take for us to be one and yell "I have changed".
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 10:04 AM UTC
It seems to me that happiness is made of thin glass and confidence is the diamond hidden behind the window.
It seems to me that laughing is a bell that rings whenever the hunchback is ready to leave home.
It seems to me that friendship is a thread that connects every soul to another with no regard for difference.
It seems to me that love is the bomb that's triggered in secret when someone longs for acceptance.
It seems to me that people are taught to be seen more than they learn to appreciate what they create.
It seems to me that one tear feels like a wave and one word sounds like a sword above one's head.
It seems to me evolution will never stop but how long will it take for us to be one and yell "I have changed".
