This is personal, but lately it's been hard to create when I can only see the wrong marks I make rather than the right ones. Also hard when there is no love or friends that push me forward anymore, kind of socially dead
Its almost been a year, since I was cut into pieces. When you tore me apart and left me broken in pieces. Nothing but a memory now, that will wash away soon enough
This is personal, but lately it's been hard to create when I can only see the wrong marks I make rather than the right ones. Also hard when there is no love or friends that push me forward anymore, kind of socially dead
Its almost been a year, since I was cut into pieces. When you tore me apart and left me broken in pieces. Nothing but a memory now, that will wash away soon enough