ambiguity
AmbiguityLoose ends blowing in the windIm floating aroundSomewhereThinking thatOne day ill landAnd everything will make senseSometimes I doBefore im swept awayOnce againEach time afraidMy feet…
AmbiguityLoose ends blowing in the windIm floating aroundSomewhereThinking thatOne day ill landAnd everything will make senseSometimes I doBefore im swept awayOnce againEach time afraidMy feet…
In a way, I think that the long years of sadness I endured during my childhood lowered my threshold for what I'd consider to be…