Hello Wild Ones,
I hope you are well and doing great. I am full of grace and hope right now.
Sometimes everything inside is bubbling throughly
Begging to be let out
Sometimes its hard to pick out exactly
What is begging to be let out
So gush out everything hoping it will come out
Sometimes it does sometimes it doesn’t
Sometimes blank ink is not enough to tell your story
You feel if you wrote it with your blood
It would feel much better
It would feel like your story
You would have some sort of control
But does that ever solve anything?
With love and looove,