I was, I was, only to realize I’m still there is me, there is you. My path. Your path. They both meet only to realize we are different. A difference desired by you. I call, I call, only you couldn’t listen for you think the world is yours and I’m from the outside When I..
Month: March 2022
Color in Layers Without a trace of doubt, inside looks nothing but us Early this morning, all have been painted in, each in his favorite color? Except nothing could be changed about the inside Human, the prove of Creator’s genius, has painted, tattooed and unwantedly altered himself all to fit his attitude toward himself. Better..