I Don’t Belong Here
1.Atmosphere: Vast and infinite Just like the night I tripped And fell right into the stars You call it comfortable I call it cynical To be afraid if the dark There is no other way The answers for the human…
1.Atmosphere: Vast and infinite Just like the night I tripped And fell right into the stars You call it comfortable I call it cynical To be afraid if the dark There is no other way The answers for the human…
Kerry Wexford If I never turn this knob and take a step, I’ll never know the feats that lie ahead. Regret burns deep; The fueling embers I vindictively resent Trade endeavor for tough luck, My mindless overexposure is a minor…