My feet still grounded, trapped by these walls enclosing me. My feet still grounded, but yet our hearts still beat.
Let’s be realistic and prepare to crush another child’s dream. Reality and our preconceived values have been ripped by greed. We all learn and realise at different points in our lives that not all is as clear as it seems. So corrupt, who to trust? All is taken from our grasp.
Follow your heart.
The struggle, the fighting, the sick and the crying. The struggle, the fighting, are you living or dying?