So he wrote to find his fountain of energy.
The city’s still asleep and here comes the sunrise bringing us the gift of a new day.
This is my cup of care, oh look, it’s empty.
Sometimes All the Words Empty from Me
That Feeling When
Introverts Tend to Get Their Energy
More and more I find myself at a loss for words
I Feel Like I’m Living In This Constant State Of Too Much And Not Enough
That Feeling When You Are Not Necessarily Sad