I am growing a beard I hope it isn't weird When i look into the mirror Will i recognize myself? I don't want to look like someone else I'm just trying to stay warm
I made a fire, one with a purpose Everything i didn't need went inside it And in the morning i felt so much better Moving forward with next to nothing helps
I wish someone told me this was going to happen But it was probably better that way What is a life without any lessons? What is a story without a happy end?
