Floating on like a plastic bag without a home...pages folded became paper planes that we could fly. We’ve clipped every wing we used to fly, your wings might be broken but it’s not too late.
You hide your emotions so you can escape..
You can't be afraid to make mistakes and you can’t fake perfection💜a Broken compass but still moving forward! A constant north, the one I’ll never know
Like everything I gravitate to what ends up killing me
We’re separated by a hell of a lot more than the sky 🎼 #clippaperwings #thecolormorale 🎶🎵