Well, we drive down the street in our car.
I suppose to you, it would look antique, but to me it's new because
I am living now (in the past).
Maybe I lost my faith a little bit, but did I have any faith to begin with.
I'm sitting in the backseat, as always, on the way to visit our family
our so-called family.
for our so-called holiday celebration.
I'm just not happy here, because none of them are like me.
But that's ok, I'll be out of here soon enough.
Is it sad? Perhaps.
I'm myself. At least I'm myself.
I don't think anyone can take that away.
No, no one can.
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