i always waver on rainy days.
and blow in wind, like the seasons i see changing, outside my window. i hide inside the horrible weather, watching it pass by my eyes, eased by the comfort of disquiet.
i always waver on rainy days.
and blow in wind, like the seasons i see changing, outside my window. i hide inside the horrible weather, watching it pass by my eyes, eased by the comfort of disquiet.