What’s in store for me?
Today’s too dark, yesterday’s too tiring, and tomorrow’s uncertain
I’m still here, trying
Trying to remember the things I live for…
The shape of my heart and the colors of my soul…
write . think . write again
What’s in store for me?
Today’s too dark, yesterday’s too tiring, and tomorrow’s uncertain
I’m still here, trying
Trying to remember the things I live for…
The shape of my heart and the colors of my soul…