There are people who see me. There are people who don't.
That's just life.
People who get to know me. And people who don't care about me.
There are people who see me. There are people who don't.
That's just life.
People who get to know me. And people who don't care about me.
Belo Horizonte is more intriguing than where I came from. I feel generally more appreciated here.
(Back there in the other city I was generally despised.)