I cry for a revolution: A mind and soul revolution, where there is no limits, and everything makes no sense
Sunday, 16 August 2015
I feel like a child stuck in a body of an adult. It's damaging for my soul; the duties I have to confront. Pages flipping and time is passing as I remain trapped like a genie in a bottle waiting for a saviour to shake me out.
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