I’m just like:
I smile and I laugh. Then the smile recedes and suddenly tears form.
I’m afraid of happiness.
Because happiness is always ripped away from my hands in a blink of an eye.
The mask remains tied upon this face.
I’m just like:
I smile and I laugh. Then the smile recedes and suddenly tears form.
I’m afraid of happiness.
Because happiness is always ripped away from my hands in a blink of an eye.
The mask remains tied upon this face.