SO HERE WE ARE
Things haven't been super. Writing about it would be whiney and that's the last thing I need to feel right now. But I suppose I've already open that box by starting out my post with stating how bad things actually are.
"Oh, it's over,
And everything is wrong, everything has gone,
And I know that everything means nothing,
Oh, it's over,
But I don't want to fight, I don't want to be right,
I know that everything means nothing,
On the road to Damascus they fell..."
And I still find solace in other people's words.
"Oh, it's over,
And everything is wrong, everything has gone,
And I know that everything means nothing,
Oh, it's over,
But I don't want to fight, I don't want to be right,
I know that everything means nothing,
On the road to Damascus they fell..."
And I still find solace in other people's words.