sometimes i sit and wonder if people can really change, or if we're all just running from who we used to be. i want to believe the first one, but the past has a way of showing up at your door when you least expect it.
sometimes i sit and wonder if people can really change, or if we're all just running from who we used to be. i want to believe the first one, but the past has a way of showing up at your door when you least expect it.