My life is still hanging like a shirt on a clothesline.
I just go by my days trying to avoid worries and heartaches. I try to let each day pass by with as much "checks" as I can mark on my To Do lists.
Where has my heart gone? Where did the sound of my joyful chuckle hide?
I've been asking this for almost four years now. And there's more pain inside whenever I try to dig deeper for the answer.
I just go by my days trying to avoid worries and heartaches. I try to let each day pass by with as much "checks" as I can mark on my To Do lists.
Where has my heart gone? Where did the sound of my joyful chuckle hide?
I've been asking this for almost four years now. And there's more pain inside whenever I try to dig deeper for the answer.
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