you trade days for selfish gain and its worth closing doors to draw the line an insider inflated on its own erodes away the one who needs feeds the
Everything I had to say falls inside the shades of gray the shade Everything I fail to see takes another part of me the shame I have opened the
I feel ashamed can't escape being a clown all the things that I missed just thew me out of the list I wish the things remained the same why do I