
Everything I need is on the ground

I’m way up in the clouds
And they say I’ve made it now
But I figured it out
Everything I need is on the ground
Batter up!
Top of the Class
069. An Open Letter
This is for the broken ones. To the ones who feel inadequate. To the ones who put up a fake smile ‘cos that is easier than answering the endless and generic “are you okay?”. This is for the ones who are on the verge of letting go.