Grace Chung and seventeen since March
I never hope for the best; I'm busy expecting the worst
I fall then crawl, then learn, I'm only human
but nobody's willing to accept.
So I breathe guilty as an imperfection,
guilty and proud because at least I accept myself
Always seeking inspiration
because trust, to me, is never alive.
And I've realized,
"You can find yourself in life if you looked hard enough."
