The mountain is going to move
Sometimes I’m seen But soon forgotten Sometimes I make people laugh And soon gets boring Sometimes I rescue And right after get lost at sea
How to be posisitive about this?
Maybe I start not giving a fuck anymore and that at least gives me peace. I don’t need to explain myself, either people truly care, or not.
I’m the pusher of one giant mountain, and this mountain is going to move, even if it’s only by my own hands.













