It used to be telling my blog
I used to be blog often
It used to be happy
It used to be young
It used to be free
It used to be smooth
But somehow,
sadness replace happiness
tears replace smiles
freedom paid
problems form and only the soul remains
Since when everything change
with the add of age?
or something else
INSECURE
#just a fool who believe can change the world#
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