Light splashes my face,
Cut by the willow’s branches-
I draw my shades closed.
I hear children play,
They are carefree and full of joy-
I am the opposite.
123 by Matto.
Published on September 6, 2010
123 by Matto.
Published on September 6, 2010
Light splashes my face,
Cut by the willow’s branches-
I draw my shades closed.
I hear children play,
They are carefree and full of joy-
I am the opposite.