It's the end of the school
end of my youth,
where a lady becomes a woman,
and it's time to chase the dreams
And there's me, staring at them
Laughing happily
with their family being proud,
And there's me,
Staring at the cloud
wondering,
how can I move on with this memories
YOU ARE READING
Ink & Paper
PoetryEvery thoughts, words, and feelings that I failed to said... It's all in this paper.
