pale skin burns the sun it burns me i have been called the sun my hair, it is golden my eyes, the grey and blue, like the sky where the sun sits but my skin is fragile and no matter how hard i try to become the sun it will always burn me
i place my writing here, a cradle of my thoughts and emotions
pale skin burns the sun it burns me i have been called the sun my hair, it is golden my eyes, the grey and blue, like the sky where the sun sits but my skin is fragile and no matter how hard i try to become the sun it will always burn me