Opportunity is about a messed up life. When doors slam shut,you are supposed to look for a little window of opportunity. No one tells you about birds of prey, but they are always there, biding time, waiting for a moment of weakness, an opportunity to pick the flesh right off your bones.
Is this a commentary of my own life? No... it's an observation, what lingers on the heart from watching someone you love succumb to addiction.
By commenting, you agree to our Community Guidelines.