2/4/19
I remember the smell of rain
Everything was damp
My skin brushed up with the wind as if they are holding me not to crash myself
It wasn't pretty
For more than one thousand days I've been holding on
This wasn't a nice way of it to repay me i gotta say
But a wise man told me
If efforts never lied then the one who works the hardest would succeed time after time
But it isn't like that
Therefore efforts lie, but it will never be in vain
Everything was damp
My skin brushed up with the wind as if they are holding me not to crash myself
It wasn't pretty
For more than one thousand days I've been holding on
This wasn't a nice way of it to repay me i gotta say
But a wise man told me
If efforts never lied then the one who works the hardest would succeed time after time
But it isn't like that
Therefore efforts lie, but it will never be in vain