Half empty, there’s no glass.
Half full is the other one.
Existential struggle,
searching for something.
For me, but the moral one,
the one who could
Spill
the water and
Still
seeing it like a normal glass,
not a moral one.
Half empty, there’s no glass.
Half full is the other one.
Existential struggle,
searching for something.
For me, but the moral one,
the one who could
Spill
the water and
Still
seeing it like a normal glass,
not a moral one.