It's frustrating
That you cannot find words
Even within
Mind that are full of thoughts
Why can't I speak
When everything seems loaded
But then it buried
In one's soul that was wounded
"Dark inks on dark secrets, full of wonders and ends, thoughts of the night of murky life." ©cover not mine Altro
It's frustrating
That you cannot find words
Even within
Mind that are full of thoughts
Why can't I speak
When everything seems loaded
But then it buried
In one's soul that was wounded