Life is around the bullshit which we tell ourself everyday...
This work got a Commendation when I entered it for Local Government competition. A young African girl walks miles for water each day. She devises a plan to bring piped water to her village.
Where is my heart? I think you left it on the bleeding on the floor.
How can it be? finding true love with something that doesnt exist?
We live in peace, but kids go to war, if one of us dies the another dies. Someone dies. Sometimes all, but for freedom is it worth it?
Life is around the bullshit which we tell ourself everyday...
This work got a Commendation when I entered it for Local Government competition. A young African girl walks miles for water each day. She devises a plan to bring piped water to her village.
Where is my heart? I think you left it on the bleeding on the floor.
How can it be? finding true love with something that doesnt exist?
We live in peace, but kids go to war, if one of us dies the another dies. Someone dies. Sometimes all, but for freedom is it worth it?