This is what we do everyday. Fighting for our selfish dreams. And Just when our dreams are coming to reality, It shatters with a blink of an eye. Oh, what could have spelled this poignant sorrow? Oh, how it hurts. Pick it up, Pieces by pieces. How tired i've grew. But Im not gonna stay stagnant in this space. It all ends here. It all ends today. Sometimes all we need is someone to listen to our inner most thoughts.
