How things are, how things have been.
People always judged, and now you have to be different to fit in.
There was simplicity to life, now there's none.
I was once fearless, now all my inhibitions have come undone.
Thought I'd be king, be a free bird.
Now I can't even follow my dreams, let alone conquer the world.
When did life change? When did it unravel?
Maybe when I had feet but lost the will to travel
.... further in life.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
《 VOICES 》
Thơ CaEver heard that little voice inside your head? Yeah, it's about that.
