terça-feira, fevereiro 23, 2021

 I'm warm

like fired

Came back to home

I need a hug tide

stand up my bed

I write stories

I hell to the world

you call me rude I'mnot higher

I don't understand the world

Why I feel tired

if you have my love

Maybe we not younger toghter

ignore me at all

This is my world

My hope