A soul that knew it all felt wrong.
Yet still you walked, though torn apart,
A storm, a flame, a golden heart.
A soul that knew it all felt wrong.
Yet still you walked, though torn apart,
A storm, a flame, a golden heart.
Kinda sad sometimes.
I still wanna think about what I want to be when I grow up.
Kinda sad sometimes.
I still wanna think about what I want to be when I grow up.
-Carl Jung.🌱
-Carl Jung.🌱