3rd June, 2017. 10:20 p.m
Our souls recognize one another...
Daddy
where are You...
We are the
future of the...
What surprises me
The most is that...
I'm here for you baby,
I promise you so...
She's hanging by her fingernails,
she's hanging by a thread...
A pure coincidence of chance
To be sat there in that room...
I once had control of it
I used to gauge it perfectly...
Maybe I'm the one; the waiting one,
lost under the sun...
You only let the world see
what you what you want them to see...
I look alive
And Wanna be happy...
an immigrant
is always an immigrant...