It’s been a quarter of a century
Still trying to figure out my identity
A continuous crisis sent to me presenting me
With options, and opportunities descend on me
And I have no clue who I am meant to be
Writings
It’s been a quarter of a century
Still trying to figure out my identity
A continuous crisis sent to me presenting me
With options, and opportunities descend on me
And I have no clue who I am meant to be