Oh, bubbles, how you soar up high. Straight from birth, you graze the sky. I too, am a bubble with you. I fly to the stars where I belong because down beneath, all I hear are despairing songs. Oh, but how you burst so easily. One touch and you are now a million pieces. These pieces descend back to Earth, the solid ground where no one will catch them.
We are not the only ones, you see, there are more just like you and me. Side to side, left and right, there are more along with us. But needles emerge from the sky and end their journeys. Down below you do actually see something there with open arms, but it’s not what their pieces want. There, down below is alienation, racism, abuse and so many more things that I don’t need to list.
Have you ever
We are not the only ones, you see, there are more just like you and me. Side to side, left and right, there are more along with us. But needles emerge from the sky and end their journeys. Down below you do actually see something there with open arms, but it’s not what their pieces want. There, down below is alienation, racism, abuse and so many more things that I don’t need to list.
Have you ever