Melancholy Song
Melancholy Song The past is gone,
the future may not stretch far enough to begin.
The most fruitless task:
thinking about someone
who does not think about you. Read more from here...
Believe
What you think, you become.
What if I am the real son of a gun-
the lucky one?
I am no ambassador for bad luck,
no role model for a sitting duck.
I hold the power to change my world. Read more from here...