Aspiration کے بول

Victim of anger tied to distance. Where does it come from? Distrust I've stood strong held my head high through constant war. So brutal so violent. So I tiptoe through conversation a lapse in my step is misperceived Unleash a breath of salvation in dormancy lies everlasting rage. Remember all the fires we started our aspirations for progression. we feed the burning for a better day don't let your selfishness extinguish the flame. Prevailing with lasting intentions. Never living behind your back. Convictions leave me questioning if you've been living behind mine.