I post and post tell I turn blue, a thousand thing I talk with you. my day is good my night was bad , but still I lay deep in side my head what was the voice that said, love is good when feeling bad.
I post and post tell I turn blue, a thousand thing I talk with you. my day is good my night was bad , but still I lay deep in side my head what was the voice that said, love is good when feeling bad.
and in the night, the thoughts all day, that seemed alright, were not okay.
Of may, and mine.