on a day like this..everything goes wrong together.
no damn thing to do about it. retreat into my own space. my cocoon.
except that it's empty now. all that i am, is work and other people's priorities.
no longer me. no longer my dream.
and my soul is no more.
no damn thing to do about it. retreat into my own space. my cocoon.
except that it's empty now. all that i am, is work and other people's priorities.
no longer me. no longer my dream.
and my soul is no more.
