Trust
I'm so used to taking detours
That the beaten path feels unfamiliar
Accustomed to the odd root,
Protruding vine,
Or muddy slope,
My feet fall unsteady
Expecting obstacles
And being met with even...
That the beaten path feels unfamiliar
Accustomed to the odd root,
Protruding vine,
Or muddy slope,
My feet fall unsteady
Expecting obstacles
And being met with even...