when we write we do it alone.when we read we are in company with the…
in the story which I am writing I know I will be lost,still I pick the pen each nightto…
my world may look small to you,the only reason you never get to see those hidden stars.
now is not the time to be harshjust because the sky is dark.
you can’t understand my lifeit’s a different world where I am trapped.
to write you need to be enchanted with life,you need to sit with sadness and see…