Your favorite some things up there. And yet you can't see over the next person shoulder, you realize just how small you are. Try running through their legs get to the front. Then you could just pick right over the stage and let the rest crane their necks.
Is it all okay where's my question like it's okay to feel the way that I feel is it okay to think the things that I think is it okay to want what I want is it okay to Crave what I crave I walk through life full of nothing but questions when I stand up from the nievera I look at myself and I asked who are you why are you what are you I don't know I don't want to be all self-deprecating and stuff but the world nowadays just makes living so much harder than it needs to be why is that why is it that people can walk around preaching words they have no comprehension of yet spewing judgment and hate and insecurity I don't know why do I even think the things that I think I just want answers I yearn to have at least half of my questions answered and not interest oh this is what I think so it has to be it I mean the true answer wishful thinking I mean how can I ever get that right I don't know maybe I should just stop asking questions what do you think
Face but really I just feel like a lost puppy in the world sometimes Is it okay to want what I want feel what I feel 2 crave what I crave when I stand in the mirror I asked myself who are you what are you why are you I put on a brave