Sometimes the world around me starts spinning. It turns and it turns and it turns. My vision becomes blurry, my thoughts become a hurricane. So tell me, am I gon g insane?
There is one big question in my head. One I ask myself whenever I go to bed. How will the future turn out for me? Who will I turn out to be? So tell me, what am I supposed to do?
Lots of Love
Just A Blank Space