but there i go with the wind of normality, seeing the art within the curtains, it's such a gloomy portrait to be in the midst of a void, where nothing is upon you, and staring on blankness, of thin frankness
this is a black and white photo and yet it is impossible to bloom in colours,
I'm hoping against hope
continually singing this song that one day you'll see
someday i'll know
someday i'll realize that one day there shall be.
in simple terms, i never like a day like this, :(