Budding
The thought without you,
the thought of nothingness
Those thoughts are suicidal
I want my only true friend.
Like a budding rose,
I see the undiscovered beauty
My eye is my camera,
And your the main attraction.
the thought of nothingness
Those thoughts are suicidal
I want my only true friend.
Like a budding rose,
I see the undiscovered beauty
My eye is my camera,
And your the main attraction.