As life gets heavier,
my grip naturally tightens.
hope
It takes a special kind
of eyes to look around
and notice a paradise.
Some are built to destroy
During these times, we must stay
Many hurt but they keep
moving. They keep going.
As life gets heavier,
my grip naturally tightens.
It takes a special kind
of eyes to look around
and notice a paradise.
Some are built to destroy
During these times, we must stay
Many hurt but they keep
moving. They keep going.