• goldenseal 5w

    Just at the edge

    We sit under the canopy,
    We don't want to sit under the sun,
    All seems gloomy and unpleasant,
    U have to sacrifice a lot for the pleasant you want to get,
    The bright days ahead will not come to meet you cos life will never offer you what you want,
    Just strive to bend yourself into what you want like the iron bender will have to beat the sheet out of a metal piece.