I spent years,
Holed up in my room.
Drafting copies of stories,
Writing poems.
In hopes one day,
I'd slip into a world I created.
But no more.
Today,
I'm gonna live a little,
And love a whole lot.
LIVE A LITTLE
I spent years,
Holed up in my room.
Drafting copies of stories,
Writing poems.
In hopes one day,
I'd slip into a world I created.
But no more.
Today,
I'm gonna live a little,
And love a whole lot.
