• pallapa 6w

    We’re dreaming under different stars, me and you
    We’re fighting own wars, different for us two
    We’re trying to make things right in our own way
    Struggling, fearing, running our own race
    We’re bleeding in our own words, pacifying our soaring hearts
    We’re walking separate roads, leading to the same truth
    You to me and me to you
    We’re separated by the ocean of our insecurities
    We reach out for each other with our hidden vulnerabilities
    We struggle to merge our conflicting fates
    To create history as scholars state:
    With blood, sweat and tears
    To remould all ‘mine and yours’ into OURS