Letting go of wisdom showing off provisions though one can’t always live up to their intentions but I can’t apologize for the things I’ve done.
At times I held the moon trying to avoid the sun only to prolong the things that I should have done only to fight the wars I should have won but I always end up empty handed
The things I took for granted the access I’ve granted to those who demanded perfection only to fight to crate one’s own reflection
To find something’s have no redemption
