Part of life.
when we are happy the tears roll down,
When we cry over our sadness, smile exchanges frown.
This irony is not the misery which it seems to disguise,
Instead its the part of the term called life.
The solitary...
When we cry over our sadness, smile exchanges frown.
This irony is not the misery which it seems to disguise,
Instead its the part of the term called life.
The solitary...