fullstack · songwriter
welcome to my small piece of the internet
Fresh marks from the wall, lens, screen, and speakers.
“A grape once called a stranger a friend, so fragile and so brave Baffled as the friend was, a quiet miracle it was A season slipped away like the ghost town in his mind”
a stranger and a grape
“I’ll stay away, Gone to another place, Far away from home,”
belong
Through the school gate, they opened the doors For the classes that lined up the halls We were screaming from the top of our lungs
Saw you in the hallway Biting my tongue Trying to look away
