What if
All the things I've believed in
Were just lies
What if
All the things I've hoped for
Were just nonsense
What if
All the things I've cared for
Were gone forever
What if
All the things I've dreamed of
Were hopeless
What if
All the things I've loved
Were the ones that destroyed me
YOU ARE READING
•×• Poetry •×•
Poésie•×• Texte, manche von mir selbst, manche aus Liedern, die mir aus der Seele sprechen. •×• •×• Life's true gift lies in your freedom to design it beautifully the way you choose. •×•
