How many times will it take for me to learn from my mistakes, for me to grow from all the pain, for me to love the hate away?
How many times will it take for me to just speak of my mind, for me to break all of the ties that are bringing me down?
Let me live.
Let me cry.
If I fall down, at least I tried.
Let the rain clear my mind.
I’ll still grow until the day I die.
Blooming.
“Blooming” by EZI 🎶
