If I could be honest. Here in this moment. I've been so nervous. To stand here with you. They're all here for us. And I feel their aura. But just for a moment. I'll pretend it's just you. Yes they can
If I could speak to the breeze. What would she teach?. I'd ask politely for peace. Or some guidance at least. Perhaps she'd tell me to leave. Conceal the secrets in the air that I breathe. If I could
At twenty-two years old. They're telling me I'll never make it on my own. That I should leave it all behind and let it go. Let the industry decide my tomorrow. But I can feel it and I know I'm getting
Let me become what I want. You won't believe what I ponder. I saw the world through a notch. Somewhere within I uncovered. Everything that I once was. Dwelling beyond my subconscious. I saw myself as