The Stones That I Carry...




The Stones That I Carry...

Some stones are bigger than others and heavier to bear.

I should let go of some but they've made their way into despair.

Not wanting to burden anyone, I pretend to live a life that is ordinary, 

and no one ever knows all the stones that I carry. 

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