Carrousel de Paris by (Philipp Götze)
Round and round. I feel like im on a carousel and i cant get off. I never understood life and why I was meant to be. I’ve come to think I used to be a good person that would live a normal happy life. But then somewhere along the way I messed up. I started understand things that I shouldn’t have and not understanding the things i should. I’m still a naive little girl. Trying to place what is right is wrong. What I should do and what I shouldn’t. I’m beginning to get sick on this ride. A nauseating felling bubbles up from my tummy. A lump in my throat takes place. No matter how hard i swallow…I know it will come up and Ill leave a nasty mess. Maybe ill regain my focus for a moment or two. But the ride just wont stop.
why did I gain 100 followers while I was gone
Because you were gone