Hard

It’s hard to see your future
While your running from your past;
It’s hard to yearn for permanence
When things weren’t meant to last

It’s hard to see the stars, when we
Are trapped inside a bar —
And it’s hard to forgive yourself
For being who
You are

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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