It seems like my world is crashing down on top of me. Like I built this big house that looks amazing on the outside...but on the inside it is decrepit and run down. And when i was building it my supports and foundation were not strong enough to handle house so it came falling down…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Remember there are always room for repairs, no structure can last forever but there is good support out there. There is. Thank You Maranda