My Life In A Bottle
I decided to keep on walking..
I decided to keep on walking even when Im so depressed I
cant stand with my head rised. Sometimes it gets so misty
that I cant see, but Id always got trough, somehow,
when I open my eyes in the morning the first thing I do is
to look out of my window. It depends a lot on how the sky
looks if Im gonna feel happy or sad through the day.
I cant find my self even how deep I search. Just gonna wait and see
if the real me shows up. If I wait long enough it might happens...