game̷ ̷ov̷e̷r[чери#]: пост #4045 — TG.ME

I sk3tch visions of my future
B(u)t sometĩmes the wr0ng shades slip in the pictûre, feel like a failure, a loser
But oh, my Gód, reminds me, I'm human
Head high, I keep On moving living ?¿real, like Truman, I'm the true man
We're all same, no difference
Fail;(, fear, bad days make me more different, I born freak
This is my own movement
We don't care 'cause we are blessed