You drown out the sound of my head I never feel more alive and dead, I lay here thinking about everything that comes to nothing
By Mashreka Mahmood5 years ago in Poets
Lin-Manuel Miranda faced an endless uphill climb But he took it in stride. He worked hard and he wrote, The same way Alex got on that boat.
She is not perfect, she may not be right. But I am so grateful she is here to shed some light On the dark, on the small, Who have been through it all.
The days are the same I still have my name. Yet I am changed, Everything around me has been rearranged. The air around me is colder
