“One person can make a difference and everyone should try.”
what happened to the way that we always said we’d be
..that frequency inside my head that says
I’m going at it the hard way.
Still I would want to be someone who’d answer to me:
Someone who sees like a child, gives like a saint,
feels like an angel — never mind the broken wings,
and speaks like a picture, cries like the rain, shines like a star,
as long as the fire remains.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map