This is who I am:
rundown, tired, alone.
I fear tomorrow,
afraid that my mistakes will catch up.
Where is my defining moment?
Where is that awakening
I was sure I was supposed to have?
© Johanna Fugitt 2017
This is who I am:
rundown, tired, alone.
I fear tomorrow,
afraid that my mistakes will catch up.
Where is my defining moment?
Where is that awakening
I was sure I was supposed to have?
© Johanna Fugitt 2017