preview of my stories : broken bird_ tears in the window
I'm inside you hope, but now you cant dream
you held onto you're shores , but now we rather scream
I've kept burning, beginning too show all my colours
but there's something, always in the darkness
I'm inside a storm, but now its covered in a strange thundercloud
block your ears and your eyes, cause there's a coldness
and I run, and I run, and I run, my voice is rather not liked
there's a silence
as now the stars want too be frozen,
and you had your dreams but I wanna play
if I could hold on to hope, ill forget what else I should care
but you had your dreams but I wanna play
