I write because I can.
I feel therefore I am.
I cry because I hurt.
I wonder, was I ever wrong.
The hurt has gone far too long.
It’s time to call it an end.
Take care my dear old friend.
I write because I can.
I feel therefore I am.
I cry because I hurt.
I wonder, was I ever wrong.
The hurt has gone far too long.
It’s time to call it an end.
Take care my dear old friend.
