I am running out of air
Its a glass world. The concrete once built isn’t stable enough to withstand what lies ahead. Strengthen and continue.
Priorities will always mask desires. If its a need it’ll become something that will be permanent."
Volatile it is. Its either I overcome this or let it take over me. Sooner or later, I know the result.
For the first time, I feel as if dreams can just be mere dreams. I see the line being drawn and only you can save my night.
My hope and strength is getting stronger then again it takes one day to take it all away. This is not fate, its a test.
We were built to last thru all the best and worst times. Thru it all we stand. And we become stronger. Any way to you now would be more than perfect :)