I look into the mirror
Surrounded by the haunted thoughts
They grabbed my hand and dragged me into their little games
Letting go isn't easy
Cause you alway come back
To the path that slowly kills you with every step you take
Will everything be okay?
Or do I have to be brave to lose the war
Oh, how will I ever come out of this?
If this lasts forever, where would I go?
YOU ARE READING
This is how the story ends.
Cerita PendekIt started like this... We all wondered if there's a better version of ourselves out there. For me I believe that to be true. Constantly trying to be the better version of myself. Tiredlesy trying to fit in, and "put" on a different version of me, w...
