trust, it's a delicate thing.
from the first breath we take,
till the final bow we make.
it comes, it goes.
it breaks, it grows.
we seek it in external despair,
until we realize,
it's an internal affair.
j.s
trust, it's a delicate thing.
from the first breath we take,
till the final bow we make.
it comes, it goes.
it breaks, it grows.
we seek it in external despair,
until we realize,
it's an internal affair.
j.s