veiled yesterdays

I am being pulled in different directions, Two forces that refuse to release their hold. One, the light that promises glory— A siren...

“My servant, my precious servant Do not pick up firewood from the outskirts of the forest It only lasts a day and it’s part Walk on deep...

People always say 'Be the change you want to see’ If applied, it’s supposed to make the world better, why? because we all desire sunshine...

I’m surrounded by men substituting presence for paper and power Females whose foundation is filtering their flaws for fame Children...