It won’t
It will
Ach it’s going to be okay
Humidity hits me
As I watch clouds growing darker
I don’t want to carry anything
I just want to walk
And so I do
Just me
Myself
And warm summer rain on my skin
It was okay after all

poetry, word doodles and other writing stuff
It won’t
It will
Ach it’s going to be okay
Humidity hits me
As I watch clouds growing darker
I don’t want to carry anything
I just want to walk
And so I do
Just me
Myself
And warm summer rain on my skin
It was okay after all
