as i sit in my room, there's no one here but me the only sound i can hear is my pencil writing these words then i catch the voices of others outside he asked me to come, bu ti just said goodbye maybe i'm better off this way alone in my room where i'll stay as i listen to their voices i think about my choices if my sandals are worn does that mean this is where i stop, where i belong? or do i keep on going through the storm maybe it won't be long help me understand before this paper bleeds more thoughts of starvation
this is actually beautiful to me to be honest with your self about your life at this moment is all you need to answer your own question ..... reflect to move on...you will understand this when you have realized your path... the calm will come. lovenpeace from saff
