You find yourself blending into the backdrop, your vibrant presence silently fading. The whispers of mediocrity nudge you closer to obscurity as if by invisible hands. Each moment seems to stretch endlessly, swallowing any sense of purpose whole.
You find yourself blending into the backdrop, your vibrant presence silently fading. The whispers of mediocrity nudge you closer to obscurity as if by invisible hands. Each moment seems to stretch endlessly, swallowing any sense of purpose whole.