It’s 3 AM And I Know I’m Lonely
And so, I cry. The tears forming chasms down my cheeks, as they etch out the stones of my clenched jaws and loosen the tension held day after day.
Teaching the youth; but in reality, they’re teaching me
And so, I cry. The tears forming chasms down my cheeks, as they etch out the stones of my clenched jaws and loosen the tension held day after day.