Tomorrow is not promised. For so long, I've wondered and lived in my daydreams. My daydreams is the perfect escape from the reality that I live. It's my safety net and makes me believe in the good things that will never come true. Sounds like a bad life. Yep. It is. It's where it just in the mint of finding something better than me.
All of the scenarios and dreams. I'm not sure if I should share them. It will make me look crazy. Since I dream doing the day, the night is so loud.
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