One foot onto the ice. I hold my breath. And try to believe. Can I look at you with different eyes?. Like the girl that I was, when I was 17. The fallen empires,. The shattered glass. The wicked echos
Standing in a line. Wonder why it don't move. Tryna get a hand. Watching people break the rules. Maybe the man in charge, doesn't like my face. But then as real not a always good And nothing's re
Standing in a line. Wonder why it don't move. Tryna get a hand. Watching people break the rules. Maybe the man in charge, doesn't like my face. But then as real not a always good And nothing's re