Hear them
#WhisperingNature
Come hear them,
when I drive through holding the pain inside, the wind wispers to me, telling me to let go of the pain and let it all out.
In fear of letting people know the monsters inside my head, I scream in silence which only the Greens hears, giving me it's shoulder to cry, whispering the sound of life.
Come hear them,...
Come hear them,
when I drive through holding the pain inside, the wind wispers to me, telling me to let go of the pain and let it all out.
In fear of letting people know the monsters inside my head, I scream in silence which only the Greens hears, giving me it's shoulder to cry, whispering the sound of life.
Come hear them,...