I drift in and out, In happiness and sadness. In anger and acceptance. In the past and future. In dreams and reality. I'm either rooted or sprinting. There is no in-between. The only constant is drifting, From one to the next. -Coraline Faye
I drift in and out, In happiness and sadness. In anger and acceptance. In the past and future. In dreams and reality. I'm either rooted or sprinting. There is no in-between. The only constant is drifting, From one to the next. -Coraline Faye