I appear whole. And I am proper. But my insides have been scrapped like a piece of sandpaper. They been have churning and churning igniting a silent inferno. And I have been burning and burning like a dormant volcano.

the best kind of people are the ones who come into your life, and make you see the sun where you once saw the clouds. the people that believe in you so much, you start to believe in you too. the people that love you, simply for being you. the once-in-a-lifetime kind of people.

I appear whole. And I am proper. But my insides have been scrapped like a piece of sandpaper. They been have churning and churning igniting a silent inferno. And I have been burning and burning like a dormant volcano.