The people outside scare me. they are perfect and know all the secrets. outside is a daze, a fog over a moat that keeps me from them. and i think i can be out there and i thought it was clear but i wonder what was that? something without fear.
The people outside scare me. they are perfect and know all the secrets. outside is a daze, a fog over a moat that keeps me from them. and i think i can be out there and i thought it was clear but i wonder what was that? something without fear.
